[His eyes had opened in time to catch the other's fists begin to shake, and looking at him right now, there's something familiar about the way he read. Perhaps it had been because he had felt it not long before he came here, a feeling of betrayal by someone else—no, it wasn't just her. It was several people.
And he can't hate him for feeling that way. More than anything, he wondered why she never told Mithos any of this... Then again, it was in the nature of their kind to avoid saying anything at all about themselves, if possible, Countless generations of being hunted down had hammered that mindset into the very center of their subconscious.
He breathes in again, though his eyes would occasionally shift between those fists and Mithos' face. It was so familiar.] ... I don't know. Things are... complicated.
[If she still wanted him, he knew he would cherish her and fight for her equality in the eyes of the elders. But that was the truth no matter what, and the things she had shared with him before that made him wonder if she would continue to think of him as her fiance.]
... Mithos, I... [He'd seen that hurt before.] Did you... see her as more?
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And he can't hate him for feeling that way. More than anything, he wondered why she never told Mithos any of this... Then again, it was in the nature of their kind to avoid saying anything at all about themselves, if possible, Countless generations of being hunted down had hammered that mindset into the very center of their subconscious.
He breathes in again, though his eyes would occasionally shift between those fists and Mithos' face. It was so familiar.] ... I don't know. Things are... complicated.
[If she still wanted him, he knew he would cherish her and fight for her equality in the eyes of the elders. But that was the truth no matter what, and the things she had shared with him before that made him wonder if she would continue to think of him as her fiance.]
... Mithos, I... [He'd seen that hurt before.] Did you... see her as more?