Love Me or Hate Me
Corvus
11-02-2022, 04:03 PM
The thoughts that rolled over in his head only seemed to grow more turbulent with each second that passed. If part of him hoped to find answers from this reunion with Ignis, he kept those hopes carefully tucked away; it seemed more likely that he'd just be left with more questions, but still he couldn't bring himself to just walk away. There were too many questions left unanswered. Still, he was glad to see his former friend alive, even if he didn't really look well. It wasn't a surprise he was still kicking around though, apparently against all odds. He'd always been a survivor, a fighter, and Corvus found himself feeling glad for that now more than ever.
The relief was palpable, even though the rest of his emotions were too numerous and complex to begin to rifle through at this moment. "I haven't gone far. Still feels like home, even with everyone gone." He thought to mention Theory's disappearance but decided against it. He didn't know Ignis the way he once had; it was hard to tell what might be too much information to divulge. If Theory was already in danger - he had no clue if she was or not - he wanted to avoid anything that even had the slightest chance of making things worse. It was hard to say what Ignis knew or not.
He seemed to realize Abaven was no longer, if nothing else. "I'm doing the same. Not sure where I'm going next." He meant that in a much grander sense of what he was doing in the immediate future. He had no idea where he and Twig were meant to be, where they might settle down - but the thought of living his days out with her alone here, in these vacant lands, didn't settle well with him. He knew he'd be content wherever he was as long as she was at his side, but he wanted more for them than just this. They deserved so much more. "Thank you for saying that." The apology sounded sincere, or so he thought, and he did appreciate it. "I do hope life has been kind to you," he offered after a moment. His words were somber; admittedly Ignis didn't look all that well but he hoped he'd found some kind of silver lining in everything he'd gone through. That much was important.
The relief was palpable, even though the rest of his emotions were too numerous and complex to begin to rifle through at this moment. "I haven't gone far. Still feels like home, even with everyone gone." He thought to mention Theory's disappearance but decided against it. He didn't know Ignis the way he once had; it was hard to tell what might be too much information to divulge. If Theory was already in danger - he had no clue if she was or not - he wanted to avoid anything that even had the slightest chance of making things worse. It was hard to say what Ignis knew or not.
He seemed to realize Abaven was no longer, if nothing else. "I'm doing the same. Not sure where I'm going next." He meant that in a much grander sense of what he was doing in the immediate future. He had no idea where he and Twig were meant to be, where they might settle down - but the thought of living his days out with her alone here, in these vacant lands, didn't settle well with him. He knew he'd be content wherever he was as long as she was at his side, but he wanted more for them than just this. They deserved so much more. "Thank you for saying that." The apology sounded sincere, or so he thought, and he did appreciate it. "I do hope life has been kind to you," he offered after a moment. His words were somber; admittedly Ignis didn't look all that well but he hoped he'd found some kind of silver lining in everything he'd gone through. That much was important.
