[ Much must be going through Trahearneās mind in this moment, and she stays silent and still, affording him as long or as short of one as he needs to think about everything. The resignation that she hears in his voice breaks her heart, makes pain lance through her chest in empathy. She'll never know what it's like, but she knows loss and the insurmountable distance between this realm and a lost love.
Perhaps it's a coward's goodbye, to say until we meet again. But in light of everything that's happened as of late... She thinks that Trahearne deserves to have even a little bit of hope. It's not fair, otherwise. Just like it's not fair that her dear friend has only the finality of death awaiting him outside of this dream realm. So damn it, he of all people should be allowed to have hope. ]
You're welcome. And it's... It's alright. I understand now why you were so upset. I don't hold it against you.
[ Of course she wouldn't--Trahearne doubted she would, considering the sort of person she is. It doesn't make him feel any less bad about it, though. He looks down at her apologetically, hoping she doesn't take this as discouragement from ever talking about her significant other(s) in the future. He still likes hearing what she's been through, and what she has to say. ]
I'll try not to let it get to me anymore. [ He wouldn't want to snap at anyone else.
A thought occurs to him, and he twists around to grab the box of cookies that went untouched earlier. The tension in the air between them has soothed, no small part in thanks to Ori's empathy; as usual, Trahearne wonders if he could have handled that better.
As he extends the box to her, he opens his mouth to voice his offering, when a certain third party notices the gesture. Seisyll is rather upset that she came down here for treats and is not receiving any--she meows loudly before Trahearne can say anything.
The sylvari peers down at his cat for a moment, before his expression finally eases with a chuckle. ]
Ah. It's because I grabbed the treats earlier, isn't it?
[ He twists around the other direction to take the jar, and hands that to Ori instead. ]
Go on. I think she's taking a liking to you already.
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Perhaps it's a coward's goodbye, to say until we meet again. But in light of everything that's happened as of late... She thinks that Trahearne deserves to have even a little bit of hope. It's not fair, otherwise. Just like it's not fair that her dear friend has only the finality of death awaiting him outside of this dream realm. So damn it, he of all people should be allowed to have hope. ]
You're welcome. And it's... It's alright. I understand now why you were so upset. I don't hold it against you.
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I'll try not to let it get to me anymore. [ He wouldn't want to snap at anyone else.
A thought occurs to him, and he twists around to grab the box of cookies that went untouched earlier. The tension in the air between them has soothed, no small part in thanks to Ori's empathy; as usual, Trahearne wonders if he could have handled that better.
As he extends the box to her, he opens his mouth to voice his offering, when a certain third party notices the gesture. Seisyll is rather upset that she came down here for treats and is not receiving any--she meows loudly before Trahearne can say anything.
The sylvari peers down at his cat for a moment, before his expression finally eases with a chuckle. ]
Ah. It's because I grabbed the treats earlier, isn't it?
[ He twists around the other direction to take the jar, and hands that to Ori instead. ]
Go on. I think she's taking a liking to you already.