[The words are hopeful, the sound of them trailing behind Lucius a few paces. If he turns, he'll see Eridanus standing there, his stride interrupted by the promise of the answer he seeks; and as his wide eyes search that scarified face, he nearly stands on the balls of his feet with bated breath. Even he hadn't parsed the source of his upset prior to returning home, and yet, when the words escaped his throat, it all made sense.]
When I was alone with what little consciousness I had, all I could imagine is that you see me as nothing more than a hinderance. [His chin lowers, and suddenly he tears his gaze away from Lucius. His tongue feels far too big for his mouth,] the thought of being cast aside by you, cleaved through my very soul. You seemed almost relieved to be without me.
[And that was it, wasn't it? Eridanus' brow furrows as he crosses his arms. So selfish is his desire, that he wishes Lucius to suffer just as he does when they are apart. He wishes Lucius to feel something for his deathโto not just wear that comfortable smile that seems forever etched into his visage.]
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[The words are hopeful, the sound of them trailing behind Lucius a few paces. If he turns, he'll see Eridanus standing there, his stride interrupted by the promise of the answer he seeks; and as his wide eyes search that scarified face, he nearly stands on the balls of his feet with bated breath. Even he hadn't parsed the source of his upset prior to returning home, and yet, when the words escaped his throat, it all made sense.]
When I was alone with what little consciousness I had, all I could imagine is that you see me as nothing more than a hinderance. [His chin lowers, and suddenly he tears his gaze away from Lucius. His tongue feels far too big for his mouth,] the thought of being cast aside by you, cleaved through my very soul. You seemed almost relieved to be without me.
[And that was it, wasn't it? Eridanus' brow furrows as he crosses his arms. So selfish is his desire, that he wishes Lucius to suffer just as he does when they are apart. He wishes Lucius to feel something for his deathโto not just wear that comfortable smile that seems forever etched into his visage.]