Hm... it seems in general, a witch's blood is an appealing commodity to all monsters, and with your kind's particular requirements for nourishment, I can see that becoming a problem far more easily than for most.
[And he's willing enough to leave with her, following after to wherever she's presumably left whatever food she prepared for him. Though silent at first, there is something he decides to add.]
Irhya. Did you know [A rhetorical question; of course she wouldn't.] that when your soul was complete, that person- we would argue with some frequency.
[A small hum as he thinks back on it.]
Not to the same level, we didn't exactly have the same issues at stake, but... it was not without a certain amount of heat. Two people each very certain that our viewpoint was the correct one. We didn't always come to a compromise, but an understanding of one another's positions- yes. It was never very long before we were speaking again.
Perhaps we were never faced with anything of enough consequence for our understanding to be tested until, well... we never reconciled from the last. The sundering made sure of that.
[As he speaks, her ears perk to attention, and her face slowly softens, struck by the realization that he'd been through a similar situation. For a while, she stands slightly agape, unsure what to say.]
Ah... I'm sorry. I never knew...
[It wasn't her personally, but she's still inclined to extend the sympathy anyway. He's not conflating her with the person she (and the rest of them) used to be, at least not at the moment. And it's a step in the right direction for him to open up about it, not to mention making her feel a little better about her own personal demons.
Finally, she manages a smile.]
Constantly on and off, huh... If both of you always came around again, then I think that in itself is cause for hope. Perhaps there are some things that were not completely lost in the Sundering, after all?
[They weren't the same person. It wasn't as though making up with Irhya would fix anything from the past. Much as how Irhya could never get absolution from her mother. Those people were gone.
The past was dead, for all that he'd keep trying to revive it. A thought that has him sigh inwardly, offering Irhya a flicker of a smile.]
It's a possibility. You could say we both have some motivation, then... to not leave things on a note we'd regret.
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[And he's willing enough to leave with her, following after to wherever she's presumably left whatever food she prepared for him. Though silent at first, there is something he decides to add.]
Irhya. Did you know [A rhetorical question; of course she wouldn't.] that when your soul was complete, that person- we would argue with some frequency.
[A small hum as he thinks back on it.]
Not to the same level, we didn't exactly have the same issues at stake, but... it was not without a certain amount of heat. Two people each very certain that our viewpoint was the correct one. We didn't always come to a compromise, but an understanding of one another's positions- yes. It was never very long before we were speaking again.
Perhaps we were never faced with anything of enough consequence for our understanding to be tested until, well... we never reconciled from the last. The sundering made sure of that.
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Ah... I'm sorry. I never knew...
[It wasn't her personally, but she's still inclined to extend the sympathy anyway. He's not conflating her with the person she (and the rest of them) used to be, at least not at the moment. And it's a step in the right direction for him to open up about it, not to mention making her feel a little better about her own personal demons.
Finally, she manages a smile.]
Constantly on and off, huh... If both of you always came around again, then I think that in itself is cause for hope. Perhaps there are some things that were not completely lost in the Sundering, after all?
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The past was dead, for all that he'd keep trying to revive it. A thought that has him sigh inwardly, offering Irhya a flicker of a smile.]
It's a possibility. You could say we both have some motivation, then... to not leave things on a note we'd regret.