« Can you love anyone? » [ Meteion parrots the question in a confused tone.
Why would he ask such a thing if he clearly does love her? He has the emotions there in his heart, he feels it, so why does he not understand it? Despair has not claimed him to the point in which nothing might pierce the veil... for he still reaches out to the other soul in the room. She pauses before rushing to an answer.
Has he truly removed himself from his heart this much? Perhaps her idea may cause further damage then. Yet, it is the only thing she can think to help bridge the gap not only within Aymeric, but between him and the one she calls "Lily." A gap she does not fully understand why it exists when their emotions say something so very different. ]
« You do love someone. Why would you think you cannot love someone if you do? » [ Meteion asks her question less on a philosophical level and on more of a level of confusion. She hums lightly before shaking her head. Perhaps that is not a question she can answer.
Instead, she turns towards the second half of the conversation. She smiles widely at the acceptance of being able to address him by his name. Then, she half turns and stretches her hand out towards Lantaa. The Miqo'te looks from Meteion, to Aymeric, then back to Meteion with worry in her eyes. Meteion shakes her head.
« I promise it will be fine. » Meteion smiles and speaks only to her "master" at that moment. « What better way for your feelings to reach his, Lily? »
A moment passes before Lantaa quietly steps up to the pair. Her ears are pressed down to her head, tail still, frowning in worry that she is unable to help the man she loves. Her attention drifts back to her familiar as Meteion makes a motion and explains to her what to do. She raises her hand and Meteion places Aymeric's over hers. Then, Meteion's smaller hands attempt to encompass both of theirs.
« Let me feel everything you do for him. That way, for this moment, he can feel it too. »
Lantaa shares one more worried glance to her familiar before turning her two-toned eyes back to Aymeric. Meteion closes her eyes and the wings atop her head lift as she begins to channel the emotions of one to the other. Lantaa's hand gently clasps around his as her mind tries to find a way to express all that she feels for him. Yet, once she begins, there is hardly stopping the wave of emotions that once again washes over her.
She loves him. Not only unconditionally, not only as one who cares for another, but romantically as well. She loves him so much she is afraid her heart might burst in an attempt to contain it all, for what if she frightens him away? Not just him as Aymeric, the Temple Knight made vampire, Viscount Borel, but him as who he has remained to be in all their traveled lives. The soul of the man she met so many, many ages ago and wished to bind herself to. The man that completes her in every way and strengthens her to do all that she can for him. The one that she wishes to hold, to kiss, to live a fulfilled life with again and again so long as their star continues to force them into new lives. Her one and only true love that she is so very afraid she might lose forever and be left alone through countless lives.
Lantaa lowers her gaze out of shame, worried she has shared too much and pushed him away. Her free hand raises to brush at her eyes as tears begin to slip down her face. What if she cannot help him in this life? Will he walk away and break their bond, wishing to find another who does not cling to him in such ways?
He has said before, in this life, he will not leave nor ask her to leave him. Yet, will he now, knowing the depth that her love for him goes?
If you leave, what is the point of this life--of any life? I'm only here because for you. Lantaa can't help the thoughts coming to her mind, knowing they are ones that reside deep in her soul. The next words that come are ones she know she has shared with him int his life before, but something of them seems to come from deeper within her.
I would rather remain at the bottom of the aetheric sea and wither away if it means one more life without you. If I must live continuously without you, I would rather not participate at all. ]
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Why would he ask such a thing if he clearly does love her? He has the emotions there in his heart, he feels it, so why does he not understand it? Despair has not claimed him to the point in which nothing might pierce the veil... for he still reaches out to the other soul in the room. She pauses before rushing to an answer.
Has he truly removed himself from his heart this much? Perhaps her idea may cause further damage then. Yet, it is the only thing she can think to help bridge the gap not only within Aymeric, but between him and the one she calls "Lily." A gap she does not fully understand why it exists when their emotions say something so very different. ]
« You do love someone. Why would you think you cannot love someone if you do? » [ Meteion asks her question less on a philosophical level and on more of a level of confusion. She hums lightly before shaking her head. Perhaps that is not a question she can answer.
Instead, she turns towards the second half of the conversation. She smiles widely at the acceptance of being able to address him by his name. Then, she half turns and stretches her hand out towards Lantaa. The Miqo'te looks from Meteion, to Aymeric, then back to Meteion with worry in her eyes. Meteion shakes her head.
« I promise it will be fine. » Meteion smiles and speaks only to her "master" at that moment. « What better way for your feelings to reach his, Lily? »
A moment passes before Lantaa quietly steps up to the pair. Her ears are pressed down to her head, tail still, frowning in worry that she is unable to help the man she loves. Her attention drifts back to her familiar as Meteion makes a motion and explains to her what to do. She raises her hand and Meteion places Aymeric's over hers. Then, Meteion's smaller hands attempt to encompass both of theirs.
« Let me feel everything you do for him. That way, for this moment, he can feel it too. »
Lantaa shares one more worried glance to her familiar before turning her two-toned eyes back to Aymeric. Meteion closes her eyes and the wings atop her head lift as she begins to channel the emotions of one to the other. Lantaa's hand gently clasps around his as her mind tries to find a way to express all that she feels for him. Yet, once she begins, there is hardly stopping the wave of emotions that once again washes over her.
She loves him. Not only unconditionally, not only as one who cares for another, but romantically as well. She loves him so much she is afraid her heart might burst in an attempt to contain it all, for what if she frightens him away? Not just him as Aymeric, the Temple Knight made vampire, Viscount Borel, but him as who he has remained to be in all their traveled lives. The soul of the man she met so many, many ages ago and wished to bind herself to. The man that completes her in every way and strengthens her to do all that she can for him. The one that she wishes to hold, to kiss, to live a fulfilled life with again and again so long as their star continues to force them into new lives. Her one and only true love that she is so very afraid she might lose forever and be left alone through countless lives.
Lantaa lowers her gaze out of shame, worried she has shared too much and pushed him away. Her free hand raises to brush at her eyes as tears begin to slip down her face. What if she cannot help him in this life? Will he walk away and break their bond, wishing to find another who does not cling to him in such ways?
He has said before, in this life, he will not leave nor ask her to leave him. Yet, will he now, knowing the depth that her love for him goes?
If you leave, what is the point of this life--of any life? I'm only here because for you. Lantaa can't help the thoughts coming to her mind, knowing they are ones that reside deep in her soul. The next words that come are ones she know she has shared with him int his life before, but something of them seems to come from deeper within her.
I would rather remain at the bottom of the aetheric sea and wither away if it means one more life without you. If I must live continuously without you, I would rather not participate at all. ]