[ Cae relaxes by small increments, not quite okay but able to breath without letting loose a sob. As the blood vanishes from his skin he feels a little more human. Even if the marks on his skin can't be washed away at least he can feel clean again. ]
I'm not sure it is. But. [ He smiles. It doesn't quite reach his eyes. ] But you tend to know best. [ It's been the way of things since they met on the ship. Ivor is the one with the plan, Cae is the one who follows. It got them to something like safety. But now he's afraid of what's become of him, of what happened in that... arena.
If he was good and selfless he'd push him away.
Instead he touches his arm gently, lets the smile become a bit more genuine if still a bit strained. ]
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I'm not sure it is. But. [ He smiles. It doesn't quite reach his eyes. ] But you tend to know best. [ It's been the way of things since they met on the ship. Ivor is the one with the plan, Cae is the one who follows. It got them to something like safety. But now he's afraid of what's become of him, of what happened in that... arena.
If he was good and selfless he'd push him away.
Instead he touches his arm gently, lets the smile become a bit more genuine if still a bit strained. ]
Thanks. For looking for me.
[ Except he really isn't very good at all. ]