It does here. [Idia echoes with a sigh. Yeah, this is the reality of living in Duplicity.
It's the next bit that catches him more off guard. He... really hasn't thought about it. Or hasn't wanted to think about it. The idea of 'making friends'. Idia had in the last place he was taken, even if he had never wanted to. And look what happened? He lost them all. He had been selfish and chosen a path that would give him a chance to see them again and destroyed his world by doing so. It would had been better if Idia had never made any friends, hadn't wanted to try to see them again, hadn't been selfish.
Him being selfish always ends with everything going wrong.
His gaze dropping to his plate, poking at it with his fork as his expression drops... before he forces it into something neutral. But lacking emotion. Something to cover up those thoughts. Knowing he has to say something to that.] You've been real good to me. [Idia's tone reflecting that emptiness. Shoving all emotions away. Just getting the job done to keep the conversation going.]
[ The way he speaks perplexes her. She tilts her head a little and gives him a concerned look. She doesn't know what's going through his head or all that he's gone through. ]
[A lot of things. How does Idia even answer this?] I'm just... not used to having friends. Or... wanting friends.
I-I keep losing them. [A frown on his face as more poking before lifting to eat another forkful. It was still good, even if his mood soured the meal for him a little.] Hard to keep going on wanting to try making them when it keeps happening. [FFS. Stop sulking. Grow up. You know this is normal. Idia pausing to give a sigh, a frown as he pushes his hand through his hair.]
Forget it, it's fine. It's normal. [Everything eventually dies. Including connections. It's fine. It's expected.]
Oh. Well, that's okay, I didn't have many before I left home. [ She smiles, though it is a little sad. Hearing that he keeps losing his friends reminds her of her nymphs and of those she met here only to have them vanish. ]
It might be normal, but it doesn't make it hurt any less. It's fine to grieve those you've lost, but you also have to learn to move forward.
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It's the next bit that catches him more off guard. He... really hasn't thought about it. Or hasn't wanted to think about it. The idea of 'making friends'. Idia had in the last place he was taken, even if he had never wanted to. And look what happened? He lost them all. He had been selfish and chosen a path that would give him a chance to see them again and destroyed his world by doing so. It would had been better if Idia had never made any friends, hadn't wanted to try to see them again, hadn't been selfish.
Him being selfish always ends with everything going wrong.
His gaze dropping to his plate, poking at it with his fork as his expression drops... before he forces it into something neutral. But lacking emotion. Something to cover up those thoughts. Knowing he has to say something to that.] You've been real good to me. [Idia's tone reflecting that emptiness. Shoving all emotions away. Just getting the job done to keep the conversation going.]
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Is something wrong?
i finally alive here
I-I keep losing them. [A frown on his face as more poking before lifting to eat another forkful. It was still good, even if his mood soured the meal for him a little.] Hard to keep going on wanting to try making them when it keeps happening. [FFS. Stop sulking. Grow up. You know this is normal. Idia pausing to give a sigh, a frown as he pushes his hand through his hair.]
Forget it, it's fine. It's normal. [Everything eventually dies. Including connections. It's fine. It's expected.]
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It might be normal, but it doesn't make it hurt any less. It's fine to grieve those you've lost, but you also have to learn to move forward.