When You've Gone Away

Balthier had taken to helping with the den stores and preparing the meats, maybe a little too much. Ever since Allegro had left them and they found out Aranea had died, he had filled his time with anything other than sitting around with his thoughts. Nights were hard, but he had Azzurra with him to help him forget the pain and stress he felt from the events in his life.

But he had just grown so tired of it.

He was coming to his breaking point of feeling like the near father figure of his siblings. Maybe they didn't feel that way, they all seemed to take care of them selves well. But it was a role he felt he had to take. Maybe it was because of his physical resemblance to his father, or maybe that Allegro had left him with his final words. He felt selfish and guilty that his family was burdening him, but he just couldn't take living here in the place that held his entire childhood, a great life built in the paws of his father regardless of what Aranea had put them through. And now it felt it had all fallen apart.

It was hard to tell the time of day lately, it was later in the day but he had assumed it was a little earlier. Everyone should have been settling into their dens or finishing up their duties, maybe. He called for Theory, but his intentions were more than what she could accept or deny him.

"Balthier"