What's the prognosis, doc?

*Aranea* · 03-07-2021, 05:12 AM

A frown came across her face as Ulric insisted he wasn’t important, and that he in fact believed that he was never allowed to have one good thing. But she would give him the moment to release his thoughts, watching though caring as he struggled just in front of her.

Her front legs spread to place them on each of his own massive paws, careful not to put a paw on the wrapped injury. Her nose pulled in and she peeked from below as if she would be able to sneak a way into his gaze while he felt a heartthrob of pain and frustration. Her voice smooth and gentle as if in attempt to feel what he felt, "I won’t tell you that what we shared was okay because I don’t want you to feel like you had to for me. The only thing you can do is your best, you are only one man."

She shook her head as her gaze went away from his face though quickly returning after her first few words, "There is little we can do on the matter of Azariah and for that I cannot express how sorry I am. But your remaining children need you to be strong for them, and you cannot let yourself suffer because what kind of standards would they set for themselves?" it was Aranea’s truth, but she could not imagine Ulric openly letting his children see his suffering, "I do not believe you let your children see what kind of pain you may constantly feel, but it is a pain you all share. And only finding your happiness will help you and them move on, or discover what is next for you." Aranea wouldn’t assume that Ulric would find his happiness in her, though to be honest with herself, she wouldn’t like the idea of not being able to take him again. "I do not expect you to want me though Ulric, it is a decision only you can make." she could not hide the bit of disappointment she felt that he could decide to never again see her in a way he did last night, but she would attempt a smile in his direction as if she was accepting the fate.

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