Voice | Unseelie Lockets | All H. Compasses

[raavashing]

[Late in the evening of the 14th day of May, Wan's voice comes over the networks very briefly. It is haggard, quiet, almost dead sounding. It sat at the edge of being numb to everything.]

I'm sorry.

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voice/compass

[raavashing]

I can bear it. You don't have to be sorry for me. I'll be fine.

[Eventually.]

voice/compass

[psalmed]

You were very kind to me. I believe I can be sorry for you. That you must feel as such. That you must suffer.

[Sorry for him. Sorry for everyone. Sorry for the mountain and the Pyrii and the loss of everything. But she can offer precious little.]

I will be certain to say a prayer for you.

voice/compass

[raavashing]

I-

[There was a sigh. One of acceptance.]

Thank you.

[He did not follow her religion, but he respected it. As he respected most that he had encountered in his time in the Drabwurld. If she wished to pray for him, he would not ask that she not.]

voice/compass

[psalmed]

If you need someone to speak with...

[She hates this feeling of helplessness.]

I am not your enemy despite what this world would have us be. I only wish I could help you more with our current constraints.

voice/compass

[raavashing]

I'll be fine. I just need time.

[Time to accept his actions and the ramifications. Time to think it over, figure out what he should have done differently, and learn from it. So it wouldn't happen again.]

Be careful who you say that around. I don't want you getting hurt because someone that believes the Monarchs and follows them loyally hears you.

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[psalmed]

Of course, monsieur.

[This isn't good or fair. But her voice is neutral and...really she understands. As much as she wants to argue she should not weigh heavy on him as well.]

Then I hope matters become easier for you. I shall keep you in my thoughts.