[Caleb had bared this secret to the Nein, to other friends, others he has cared for, and always he was torn between the fear of how it would change how they looked at him, and the certainty that it would be what he deserved.
And here was Essek, holding to his hand even as the confessions of sins spilled from his lips.
He wanted to argue that he did not deserve the kindness, that he deserved to be turned away and shunned for the wrongs he had done, demand it even. But he was too weak a man to turn it away, wanted too much to be cared for, to be allowed to care in turn.
Those last words spilled the gathering tears from his eyes and he looked up.]
You mean that, don't you? I should argue, but I am not a strong enough man to turn away that kindness. You are important to me, and I do not wish to give that up. Thank you.
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Date: 2023-08-13 04:07 am (UTC)And here was Essek, holding to his hand even as the confessions of sins spilled from his lips.
He wanted to argue that he did not deserve the kindness, that he deserved to be turned away and shunned for the wrongs he had done, demand it even. But he was too weak a man to turn it away, wanted too much to be cared for, to be allowed to care in turn.
Those last words spilled the gathering tears from his eyes and he looked up.]
You mean that, don't you? I should argue, but I am not a strong enough man to turn away that kindness. You are important to me, and I do not wish to give that up. Thank you.