Don't go breaking my heart

Briar it was Briar before him. Once his heart had time to remember that, and to cool, he could push aside his other emotions more easily. When she moved towards him, he lowered her head so she could bump his nose more easily. He would have grabbed her in a hug then and there, but there was a caution to his Briar.

She was keeping a distance between them, once that never would have existed only a week or so ago. Was it more than a week? Time had blended together, his days had blurred. It could have been a week, it could have been a year.

“He did?” Sirius asked, raising a brow in true surprise. He hadn’t had a chance to sit Briar down and talk it through with her. He supposed the cat was out of that bag now. He sighed softly. “I’m sorry my love. Are you angry with me?” Maybe the distance between them was for more than just that night he had woken after a night terror. Perhaps it was anger that kept her apart. Anger that he would dare try and leave her, and use Art to do it.

“I… I taught Artorias meditation, and in doing so, I believe I did find a little calm of my own.” and Tamsyn had dragged him to his center, hissing and spitting to get him there, but he did not mention that.

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