He gladly turns away from the unforgiving blaze overhead. The smell of the sea, though welcome, is laced with a wistfulness he has no desire to prolong for any significant duration, and the clustered trees will be a welcome distance. It is fortunate, also, that Asadi redirected the trajectory of their discussion, as the implications of her previous statements have left him - conflicted.
It is not an optimal state of mind in which one should exist.
He attempts to summon a point of mutual interest unattached to that brand of uncertainty, but can find nothing.
"Greta," he says abruptly, frowning, devoid of context, expression one of faint bemusement. "She is - she will be - all right."
His perception of that subject shift is that it was utterly graceless, which in all likelihood means that it was. Fuck.
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He gladly turns away from the unforgiving blaze overhead. The smell of the sea, though welcome, is laced with a wistfulness he has no desire to prolong for any significant duration, and the clustered trees will be a welcome distance. It is fortunate, also, that Asadi redirected the trajectory of their discussion, as the implications of her previous statements have left him - conflicted.
It is not an optimal state of mind in which one should exist.
He attempts to summon a point of mutual interest unattached to that brand of uncertainty, but can find nothing.
"Greta," he says abruptly, frowning, devoid of context, expression one of faint bemusement. "She is - she will be - all right."
His perception of that subject shift is that it was utterly graceless, which in all likelihood means that it was. Fuck.