Soliloquy was not an emotional man. They would get the better of him at times, expelling themselves in rage, an angry fire of words that were usually directed towards his brother. Scorpion wasn't here to calm him down now though and though it had taken a lot, Soliloquy had been able to let out a genuine emotion, one other than lust or anger. Those two typically had no troubles finding their way into his words and actions, would easily have their message put across.
The closest he had ever come to being open with Isolde had been that occasion he had tried to win her back after running off to have fun as Scorpion had advised him. So he had taken the advise a little wrong and gotten himself into trouble though he had explained some of his fears then, albeit in a less stressful environment. Emotions ate at him all the more tonight however, and though Isolde would commend him on his efforts it wouldn't lift his ego or spirits and there was no response at all that would leave him. Even affections would be reserved, no returning nuzzle as she snuggled into him, he sat there still and silent as he stared off into the distance, he had no idea what to do with himself.
