[Just like Idia, Cater's frozen to the spot he's standing in as he listens to Silver break down. What...what in the world was happening back home? When had Silver come from? Lilia's dying? And did Silver call him...father?
No, no, this wasn't any kind of time to think about the smaller details. Most importantly, this tells Cater something notable about what's happening here between the three of them. It's not about them. It's about Silver. About what Silver's lost, or is in the process of losing. He'd joked about projecting, but hadn't thought it would be anything like this.
It feels so hollow to offer a sympathetic word. What can really be said? How can any of them help? They're here, not there, and even if they were...none of them would have the knowledge they have here.
So, Cater takes a breath and wraps his arms around Silver, embracing him tightly without dislodging Idia's hand from his opposite shoulder.]
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No, no, this wasn't any kind of time to think about the smaller details. Most importantly, this tells Cater something notable about what's happening here between the three of them. It's not about them. It's about Silver. About what Silver's lost, or is in the process of losing. He'd joked about projecting, but hadn't thought it would be anything like this.
It feels so hollow to offer a sympathetic word. What can really be said? How can any of them help? They're here, not there, and even if they were...none of them would have the knowledge they have here.
So, Cater takes a breath and wraps his arms around Silver, embracing him tightly without dislodging Idia's hand from his opposite shoulder.]