I won't let you fade away

Emile · Updated 04/30/23:

There weren't exactly any other places Emile could be expected to be seen anymore, he had started holing up in his room nearly every day, he wouldn't necessarily let his father know that. He'd been careful to give him at least one greeting or welcome back whenever the man left for the morning or returned from his patrols... but outside of that, he didn't exactly feel there was much left for him to leave the room for, his father was busy with his attention elsewhere... always elsewhere and his only friend Bowen had gone off... abandoned once again, just like he had been by anyone he'd cared about since his mother had disappeared... just the first to abandon him.

So maybe he was further into his own turmoil than his father realized, it wasn't exactly something he could nip in the bud when it had fully blossomed in his own heart... he simply wasn't showing it the way his brother had. He wasn't not angry, he had resentment, yes but he was more encompassed by deep aching grief than by any of the anger he felt about the lot life had dealt him.

But that did mean he was in his room when his father knocked. Emile screwed his eyes closed and groaned, pushing out of the pile of textiles he'd made into a nest of sorts... a little nest he could burry himself into to shut out the rest of the world, where he'd stay most of the day, sleeping mostly. "Coming." He did his best to quickly groom himself, knowing he probably looked like he had slept through the day... which was true... and that he hadn't eaten in some time... also true, before he finally figured he looked well enough he wouldn't worry his father and swung the door open, lifting forest green gaze up to the man. It had been some time since he'd been close enough to his father to really notice how much he'd grown in comparison to him, though Ulric would always be taller than himself Emile realized with a start he didn't need to crane his neck back to look at his father's face. The young boy adopted a smile, the easy lie he'd mastered for greeting his father every day. "You were looking for me?"

"Speech"

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