"What If..."
Corvus
06-23-2020, 07:21 PM
Corvus had noticed that Ignis seemed uneasy, even kicking a rock over the edge of the cliff. Just how close he was standing to the edge definitely made him nervous, but he hoped that by feigning nonchalance around his friend that everything might somehow be... magically fixed? It was a long shot, but avoiding certain feelings was how he'd gotten through life thus far, and he hoped this scenario would be no different. But it became quickly apparently that he couldn't fix whatever had come between them so easily. Ignis turned quickly and didn't hesitate in grilling into him. Corvus visibly winced at the harshness of his words. "I'm sorry, I just - fuck - everything is just..." Hard. Everything was hard, remarkably hard, and figuring out how he felt about the raid and Ignis's involvement was too hard for him to even begin to express out loud.
He couldn't get his words out. Ignis kept talking and he felt his tongue grow heavy in his mouth, felt his heart beginning to hammer in his chest, and not in a good way. It was hard to sympathize with Winterfell's decision when it just felt wrong to him, and the fact that Theory no longer wanted to associate with Winterfell felt oddly painful - at least when it came to Ignis and his friendship. It wasn't like they couldn't still talk, or even be friends.. hell, Theory had mentioned something about encouraging true friendships, but had she meant just to warn them in case Acere made another decision that might not favor them? It was hard to really know just what she meant, or what he ought to do with that information. He let out an audible sigh - defending himself felt impossible, and though he was still frustrated, he felt hurt now in a way he didn't know how to express. Ignis said that wasn't why he'd called him though, which didn't make much sense. "What is it, then?" He asked after a moment, trying to hint the annoyance from his voice... but he was still here, facing Ignis even though it was uncomfortable, and even though he didn't know what to say to him at all anymore.
He couldn't get his words out. Ignis kept talking and he felt his tongue grow heavy in his mouth, felt his heart beginning to hammer in his chest, and not in a good way. It was hard to sympathize with Winterfell's decision when it just felt wrong to him, and the fact that Theory no longer wanted to associate with Winterfell felt oddly painful - at least when it came to Ignis and his friendship. It wasn't like they couldn't still talk, or even be friends.. hell, Theory had mentioned something about encouraging true friendships, but had she meant just to warn them in case Acere made another decision that might not favor them? It was hard to really know just what she meant, or what he ought to do with that information. He let out an audible sigh - defending himself felt impossible, and though he was still frustrated, he felt hurt now in a way he didn't know how to express. Ignis said that wasn't why he'd called him though, which didn't make much sense. "What is it, then?" He asked after a moment, trying to hint the annoyance from his voice... but he was still here, facing Ignis even though it was uncomfortable, and even though he didn't know what to say to him at all anymore.
