[ far too much indeed, so much so as to have nothing at all. even his life has been robbed from him, and what does he have left? what remains? only cold, hollow emptiness in his hands; if only he possessed thassarian's optimism, perhaps he could try to find a path, to find a place to belong, to see the good in things again.
instead he only goes through the motions, for what reason even he cannot say.
the prince's reply has him unsettled; who is he to warrant such attentions? to be deserving of the help of the prince that he has failed? koltira's brow creases, and he nods sharply. ]
My thanks. You have my blade in return, for what it's worth.
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Date: 2013-04-08 09:27 pm (UTC)From:instead he only goes through the motions, for what reason even he cannot say.
the prince's reply has him unsettled; who is he to warrant such attentions? to be deserving of the help of the prince that he has failed? koltira's brow creases, and he nods sharply. ]
My thanks. You have my blade in return, for what it's worth.
[ as if it could ever make up for the loss. ]