“ a chemical reaction ( you know where you are. ) hysterical and useless ( you know where you are. ) ”
snezhnaya.
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I'm a five-hundred-and-twenty-something year o——
( The rest of his sentence did not leave his throat, for he found himself pulled rather suddenly into a completely different location. )
Ouch. No, that was far from fun.
Oh.
( A blank expression turns to that of embarrassment as he gently and very, very slowly puts her down before giving her a hug.
He's not particularly socially gifted. )
They miss me? Huh.
( Of course, that both confused and relieved him. A visit, an explanation, anything he could've had was never really a grace he was given. And naturally, he'd always end up in deep pondering over it, wondering if he simply wasn't good enough for one. )
( Oh he's literally glowing. Okay. )
That makes sense. I'm quite happy for you.
( Genuine as he means it to be, what his eyes trail towards seem to flicker a different feeling. )
Mm. I suppose this simply brings back a memory that never seems to leave me alone.
( The display he's putting on doesn't particularly faze him, much to his own surprise. Instead, with his arms crossed over his chest, he's taken a step back. The closer to hallowed areas he remains, the louder and more difficult to ignore become what leaks from within them. —— -
And yet it does still tempt him to simply go deeper into one. )
Had your fun?
( He asks, before sighing. )
I don't understand why is it that you could never speak of them to me. Have you not had an ounce of trust in me? Or are you so hellbent on keeping secrets—— -
You seem to be quite chipper, hm?
( He's been watching everything unfold from a distance for the most part. He chuckles. )
Must be the view.
Oh sure. It's definitely my fault for having expectations of my brother.
You've never once given me a single explanation or a straight answer. It's always like this with you.
Oh and you expect me not to loathe you for what you did, be all happy and joyous upon seeing you after your absences?
. . . I'd have hoped you'd at least tell me it's dangerous. Or anything. But you're not that kind of person anymore, are you?
Suit yourself. I'll enjoy myself alright.
