[ he withdraws his hand once abel takes his bun, pulls out another to bite into as abel answers. it's...sweet, as promised, soft and delicious. the flavor and texture aren't the same as mistress al'vere's honeycakes, of course, but it's still achingly close to familiar. a vendor he might really have to consider finding, later.
maybe.
he swallows before speaking, because unlike abel he was raised to have manners. ]
I get out, [ he says with the same ring of defensiveness as i can tell jokes. he mingles!! he's gone to watch sports!! don't ask how much of this was because of ernesto. ] I'm not cooped up.
[ how can he explain that horos isn't home? that all he ever wanted out of his life is back in the two rivers? egwene was the one who wanted more out of life, adventure, not him. and...there's the question of time. he chose to live in godsblood for the relative anonymity, the ability to leave quietly if he must. even without ciel's reminder, he's known he can't get close to people here. ]
It's just a city, Abel. [ godsblood. and even of horos: ] A place to live. It doesn't matter what I do or don't see.
[ he has to protect what he treasures, wasn't that it? fight and do what no one else can, right? they're at war; the regent sounds so much like the dark one; and he still has this much of his destiny. there's no point to pretending to live a life here like a normal person, and there never was. he's more clear-eyed about that than ever now. ]
no subject
maybe.
he swallows before speaking, because unlike abel he was raised to have manners. ]
I get out, [ he says with the same ring of defensiveness as i can tell jokes. he mingles!! he's gone to watch sports!! don't ask how much of this was because of ernesto. ] I'm not cooped up.
[ how can he explain that horos isn't home? that all he ever wanted out of his life is back in the two rivers? egwene was the one who wanted more out of life, adventure, not him. and...there's the question of time. he chose to live in godsblood for the relative anonymity, the ability to leave quietly if he must. even without ciel's reminder, he's known he can't get close to people here. ]
It's just a city, Abel. [ godsblood. and even of horos: ] A place to live. It doesn't matter what I do or don't see.
[ he has to protect what he treasures, wasn't that it? fight and do what no one else can, right? they're at war; the regent sounds so much like the dark one; and he still has this much of his destiny. there's no point to pretending to live a life here like a normal person, and there never was. he's more clear-eyed about that than ever now. ]