[She's slow to put two and two together, reasoning it out loud.]
You agreed to stay in the house... but you got sick...
[Ah.
Her ears tick up the moment recognition hits... and then she groans, burying her eyes against his shoulder.]
Ugh... you two. Well, hopefully the lesson here is that merely escaping the problem isn't always the solution. Sometimes the painful truths are the ones we need to hear.
[Though that seems to be his default mode of coping, escapism. Living in the past, where things are comfortable for him. And to be fair, eternity is a heavy, heavy burden when everyone around you withers like a sick flower barely a century in...]
I guess I understand that much, since it is like I said with problems creeping up on you. But given what happened to Amaurot, there's a lot of parallels that must be uncomfortable. [Then, quieter:] Not to mention what probably happened to Azem...
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You agreed to stay in the house... but you got sick...
[Ah.
Her ears tick up the moment recognition hits... and then she groans, burying her eyes against his shoulder.]
Ugh... you two. Well, hopefully the lesson here is that merely escaping the problem isn't always the solution. Sometimes the painful truths are the ones we need to hear.
[Though that seems to be his default mode of coping, escapism. Living in the past, where things are comfortable for him. And to be fair, eternity is a heavy, heavy burden when everyone around you withers like a sick flower barely a century in...]
I guess I understand that much, since it is like I said with problems creeping up on you. But given what happened to Amaurot, there's a lot of parallels that must be uncomfortable. [Then, quieter:] Not to mention what probably happened to Azem...