003. and in every raindrop... // open post.

[icarusalsoflew]

Take a prompt, take some time, drop in as you like. If you're from Eudio, though, mosey on down here.

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[conscient]

[ And just as you do that, you're going to see the sad and apologetic look that crosses this one's face, even as he leans back and exhales a heavy sigh, eyes fixed on the embers of his cigar.

No words to reply to that, because as it stands, yes, it may have been planned this way, but it was not as if he wanted it otherwise. He has been away too long and you have grown distant to the others in a way that could have possibly been mitigated had he not been sleeping.

He is tired, but the weight on his shoulders is not the ache in his bones or the slowness of his body to follow where his mind might wish to go. This bone-weary sense of exhaustion is one of the heart.

Perhaps the only thing that will help at this point is time. He has pressed enough. If he asks any more of you, it is entirely possible that the door that has been pushed open a crack will close -- and he cannot afford that. Not when things are already so off-balance between you and the others. ]

I think they need you, Hikaru.

[ That's him nodding now, and perhaps you will realize that this is an out if you so wish to take it. ]

[icarusalsoflew]

[And he knows, as you know, that the Hounds do not actually need him, that this is you trying to back away.

If he was feeling more like himself and less like he wanted to rage at all of you Kings for everything (better to do that than to admit how hurt he actually was), he might thank you for that.]

Seems like it. [In English now, because this conversation is over. Standing, and nodding once.] The ride shouldn't be too long now. Sit tight.

[And he's off.]