Games at the border
Malalia
05-14-2020, 03:08 AM
Mal gave a long exhale through her nose. Maybe... maybe she never should've told him. In the few short minutes after she had, he was suddenly proposing to, what, go find her aunt? And then he was throwing himself in front of wild dogs for her. Putting himself in danger, for her sake. The yearling was wracked with guilt for how quickly and severely things came to a head. She didn't deserve his protection, and he didn't deserve all her shit putting him in danger.
His words only stung her more, if that were possible. "Losing everyone she loved" -- "the worst pain imaginable" -- each phrase sent another stab to her heart. And she was still guarding so much of it. She had relayed the story as clinically as possible, and it had almost been like seeing herself talk as she watched from above. She couldn't even bear to say the words he had so clearly, obviously stated himself.
"It's fine." Her voice was no longer angry -- just bone-weary. "It's okay. Let's just... not talk about this anymore." Her tone was final, as she moved back to Bird's garden, motioning for Mortis to follow so that she could examine him. She would see if there was anything there that she could use. "What are your injuries?"
His words only stung her more, if that were possible. "Losing everyone she loved" -- "the worst pain imaginable" -- each phrase sent another stab to her heart. And she was still guarding so much of it. She had relayed the story as clinically as possible, and it had almost been like seeing herself talk as she watched from above. She couldn't even bear to say the words he had so clearly, obviously stated himself.
"It's fine." Her voice was no longer angry -- just bone-weary. "It's okay. Let's just... not talk about this anymore." Her tone was final, as she moved back to Bird's garden, motioning for Mortis to follow so that she could examine him. She would see if there was anything there that she could use. "What are your injuries?"