End of the line

Emile · Updated 04/30/23:

Unfortunately for them, it seemed unlikely things would remain civil if tense for too long, not for lack of trying on Ulric's part but rather because Emile had allowed himself a split second of emotion and now all the things he'd been suppressing were beating at the door, threatening to knock them down if he wasn't careful. For now, he was keeping it together but he could not know how long before something cracked and the flood gates would open.

Emile kept his gaze on the ground, occasionally he would scuffle at the ground as if trying to dig up the grass but honestly it was just hard to meet his father's gaze, it felt hot on the back of his head and he chaffed under it a bit, ears flicking in discomfort. The first part at least he had only his personal horrible feeling of being left behind and guilt at it all. But as his father spoke of Emile's duties he couldn't help the way it rubbed the wrong way. He narrowed his eyes, trying to bite back the sharp words slamming against the back of his throat. But it was the final comment that broke his resolve, what little of it there was to hold onto.

"Dddddo you?" He asked, lifting his gaze to meet his father's. His anger and resentment and pain all laid bare now. The grief he had been holding onto since he was a pup and still didn't know how to deal with. "It hurt-t-t-t to be around- ... you all!" His voice wavered and as much as he wanted to be angry his eyes prickled more than they hardened. "Eeeeeeeeveryone's been moving on, eeeeven Lil-lil-lillith has been making strides and I'm the- ... only one who's been stuck, frfrfrozen in time eeeeever since mom-mom left. Seeing eeeeeveryone just reminds me-" He cut himself off a new thought pushing forward to the front of his mind, eager to stop the painful thoughts and feelings that the current topic brought up.

"Wassss I supposed to re-re-read your mind? Howwww wassss I supposed to know wwwwhat you waaaanted me to do?" Then another more accusatory thought: "I check-check-checked up on Llllllúta after her Pnnnneumonia bout, diiiid you know about th-th-th-that?"

"Speech"

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