[Those gripping hands, strong as they were, weren't rejected. Between the way Aleos curls in on himself, the trembling and the noises, it was a call for comfort Freyjadour sought to answer, wrapping his arms around him firmly in a grip that was no longer a grapple, but a hug, letting the smaller boy bury his face in his chest as he pleased.
Mithos was backing down. Aleos... Aleos wasn't going to attack anyone, not now. Both of them were hurting, but he couldn't solve these pains. This meeting was something he'd sought to avoid because of it.
He turns his head, glancing at Mithos out of the corner of his eyes with a sad look. He wished.....] I'm sorry, Mithos.
[He wished Mithos wasn't so dead set on tearing himself.... and everyone else, apart. He wished things had ended differently, back then. He wishes there was a solution that could ease things now. But 'I'm sorry' was all he could offer at the moment, when Mithos rejected everyone around him.]
/snugs you both
Mithos was backing down. Aleos... Aleos wasn't going to attack anyone, not now. Both of them were hurting, but he couldn't solve these pains. This meeting was something he'd sought to avoid because of it.
He turns his head, glancing at Mithos out of the corner of his eyes with a sad look. He wished.....] I'm sorry, Mithos.
[He wished Mithos wasn't so dead set on tearing himself.... and everyone else, apart. He wished things had ended differently, back then. He wishes there was a solution that could ease things now. But 'I'm sorry' was all he could offer at the moment, when Mithos rejected everyone around him.]