[ Alkaid watches as his shoulders sink and eyes close. A frown forms on her face at the sight of it all. The knowledge and visual reinforcement that she cannot do anything to aid and heal what the root cause of his state settles on her as one might feel when they reach a sudden stop. Ears tuck quietly against her head once more. Is her presence alone truly enough? ]
I'm sorry I can't do more. [ Her gaze drops to their breakfast and she fills the spoon once again. She intends to hold herself true to her statement. ] I can't reverse what's been done...
[ The grip on the spoon tights just a fraction. ] All I can do is care for you and help your strength return. Even if you decide to return to Thordan and leave me behind... you will at least be able to do it being able to stand and move.
[ Alkaid quickly takes her sharing into her mouth to help stifle her words. She is certain once he is healed and can move? He will attempt to return to Ishgard once more. Ishgard, after all, is his first love and his purpose. So much so that it would seem not even a primal of his father's making couldn't remove it from him. Instead, the primal warped events, and she has no doubt that he feels as if he has failed his homeland.
She doubts King Thordan would let her near Ishgard and would send the others enthralled after them. She knows Estinien would not let Aymeric return to Ishgard in his tempered state. Despite the room that would of been afforded to him should he be a visitor? He is still a prisoner unable to serve his homeland, despite how the vision of it all is twisted in his mind.
She fills the spoon once more and holds it up for him to eat. ]
... do you remember the first time I could heal you? The night of the conference when Nidhogg made his declaration. [ A sad smile touches her face despite the joy, and quite honestly, fulfillment she felt that night. ] I promised to be the armor that you needed; to protect you when no one else might. That way your heart would not hurt as it did the day Nidhogg destroyed the conference meeting.
[ She brushes her thumb along the metal of the spoon once he has eaten his bite. Alkaid closes her eyes and returns it to the soul-rice mixture to gather her own bite. ]
I failed to live up to that promise. You don't need to try and reassure me that I haven't... because I can see it. [ An exhale leaves her. ] Your father hurts you every time you reach out for me, doesn't he? He'll make you pick between me or Ishgard--saving his Ishgard. If I had lived up to that promise then you wouldn't have need to pick between the two. No apologies could make up for that.
[ Alkaid closes her eyes once more as she eats her bite. ]
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I'm sorry I can't do more. [ Her gaze drops to their breakfast and she fills the spoon once again. She intends to hold herself true to her statement. ] I can't reverse what's been done...
[ The grip on the spoon tights just a fraction. ] All I can do is care for you and help your strength return. Even if you decide to return to Thordan and leave me behind... you will at least be able to do it being able to stand and move.
[ Alkaid quickly takes her sharing into her mouth to help stifle her words. She is certain once he is healed and can move? He will attempt to return to Ishgard once more. Ishgard, after all, is his first love and his purpose. So much so that it would seem not even a primal of his father's making couldn't remove it from him. Instead, the primal warped events, and she has no doubt that he feels as if he has failed his homeland.
She doubts King Thordan would let her near Ishgard and would send the others enthralled after them. She knows Estinien would not let Aymeric return to Ishgard in his tempered state. Despite the room that would of been afforded to him should he be a visitor? He is still a prisoner unable to serve his homeland, despite how the vision of it all is twisted in his mind.
She fills the spoon once more and holds it up for him to eat. ]
... do you remember the first time I could heal you? The night of the conference when Nidhogg made his declaration. [ A sad smile touches her face despite the joy, and quite honestly, fulfillment she felt that night. ] I promised to be the armor that you needed; to protect you when no one else might. That way your heart would not hurt as it did the day Nidhogg destroyed the conference meeting.
[ She brushes her thumb along the metal of the spoon once he has eaten his bite. Alkaid closes her eyes and returns it to the soul-rice mixture to gather her own bite. ]
I failed to live up to that promise. You don't need to try and reassure me that I haven't... because I can see it. [ An exhale leaves her. ] Your father hurts you every time you reach out for me, doesn't he? He'll make you pick between me or Ishgard--saving his Ishgard. If I had lived up to that promise then you wouldn't have need to pick between the two. No apologies could make up for that.
[ Alkaid closes her eyes once more as she eats her bite. ]