[Emet-Selch says it like it's a flaw, practically scoffing the words as he finally looks away from the ceiling, even closing his eyes entirely, as though that would make it disappear from his thoughts.
Belatedly realizing that he's practically strangling her hand, he doesn't let go, but does force himself to loosen his grip, almost to the point of barely keeping contact with it at all.]
I've little doubt he realized something was wrong. Between the both of us- there would've been no chance of missing it.
[Bonding did bring with it a tying of souls. Even without their sight, he wondered- would Irhya have brought him a brush of long-broken familiarity? An echo of a person who still existed in his day? Who still lived, who still remembered--]
So to be completely honest with you, Irhya--
[He looks back to her then; though he keeps his expression neutral, his voice is bleak.]
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[Emet-Selch says it like it's a flaw, practically scoffing the words as he finally looks away from the ceiling, even closing his eyes entirely, as though that would make it disappear from his thoughts.
Belatedly realizing that he's practically strangling her hand, he doesn't let go, but does force himself to loosen his grip, almost to the point of barely keeping contact with it at all.]
I've little doubt he realized something was wrong. Between the both of us- there would've been no chance of missing it.
[Bonding did bring with it a tying of souls. Even without their sight, he wondered- would Irhya have brought him a brush of long-broken familiarity? An echo of a person who still existed in his day? Who still lived, who still remembered--]
So to be completely honest with you, Irhya--
[He looks back to her then; though he keeps his expression neutral, his voice is bleak.]
No. But that's nothing new, is it?