[Silver seems so... together. Able to just adapt. So Idia can get what Cater is saying, of seeing it finally crack. Guess even the most level headed people could have it happen to them. Then again, losing a family member, being taken while that was happening... Idia's quiet as Cater spoke, as Silver started speaking. Yet as Silver said that...
Family.
Idia pulls his hand back. Away from Silver's hold. Taking it in his other hand. Taking a step back from... this. Family? Really? Ha! Yeah right... what really is the point of any connection here? Or ever? People leave. People die. What's the point in the end? Idia's brow dropping into a frown, caught up in his own thoughts rather than what all of this is. Whatever 'this' was. That conflict of having shoved in his face over and over again to make connections. That he 'needs' friends. And 'needs' connections. To survive this place.
Why?
Squeezing his eyes closed hard for a moment, Idia gives himself a mental slap. No. Stop. Don't fail Silver like you had Cater. Or more the fact, don't fail being their Dominant again. He had bailed on Cater that time. Failed at his job. He can't do that again. Wanted to. Wanted to run and hide again... but forcing himself to stay still. Not talking. Not reacting now he had his own space, his own personal bubble.
no subject
Family.
Idia pulls his hand back. Away from Silver's hold. Taking it in his other hand. Taking a step back from... this. Family? Really? Ha! Yeah right... what really is the point of any connection here? Or ever? People leave. People die. What's the point in the end? Idia's brow dropping into a frown, caught up in his own thoughts rather than what all of this is. Whatever 'this' was. That conflict of having shoved in his face over and over again to make connections. That he 'needs' friends. And 'needs' connections. To survive this place.
Why?
Squeezing his eyes closed hard for a moment, Idia gives himself a mental slap. No. Stop. Don't fail Silver like you had Cater. Or more the fact, don't fail being their Dominant again. He had bailed on Cater that time. Failed at his job. He can't do that again. Wanted to. Wanted to run and hide again... but forcing himself to stay still. Not talking. Not reacting now he had his own space, his own personal bubble.
But not running either.]