[ With that answer—prickled with defiant edges as it may be—Lucius turns, and he begins to move farther into their home. He has kept the Lucid Dream at their bedside, of course; when Eridanus' voice interrupts his passage, he lolls his head in a glance over his shoulder. ]
Eridanus, you may take my word for it when I say that you missed nothing worth being alive for. [ The playful verve disappears from his tone, and what's left hovers somewhere between exasperated and tired. ] If you believe I could have been blindly trusted in such circumstances, you truly are a fool — and you certainly wouldn't have been any happier if I merely turned you away to fend for yourself.
[ And, in truth, Lucius would have felt far worse. To say that the thought of Eridanus reduced to a mere puppet disturbs him, however, is to admit to far too much attachment—and, as usual, as long as Lucius doesn't entertain the thought, it isn't real. ]
Would it not be better to simply celebrate your return instead of this? [ He heaves a sigh, heavy and theatrical. ] And after I awaited you so eagerly, too.
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Eridanus, you may take my word for it when I say that you missed nothing worth being alive for. [ The playful verve disappears from his tone, and what's left hovers somewhere between exasperated and tired. ] If you believe I could have been blindly trusted in such circumstances, you truly are a fool — and you certainly wouldn't have been any happier if I merely turned you away to fend for yourself.
[ And, in truth, Lucius would have felt far worse. To say that the thought of Eridanus reduced to a mere puppet disturbs him, however, is to admit to far too much attachment—and, as usual, as long as Lucius doesn't entertain the thought, it isn't real. ]
Would it not be better to simply celebrate your return instead of this? [ He heaves a sigh, heavy and theatrical. ] And after I awaited you so eagerly, too.