[Mattias breathes in deep, pushing off the desk and treading to him.] I know your complications. At least some of them.
[Scuffing his feet, he takes a sharp breath.] When I was brought here, your father had me. Before he [He pauses to allow the memories to pass over before continuing.] tortured me, your father told me of what he did to you. [He looks up, holding Oren's gaze. His eyes aren't sympathetic, merely understanding.] I know how you received Enkythos. But I also know why. And I understand, in a way, just how powerful that motive is.
Which is why, [Again, he sighs] we can't ever have those latter words. Not without the former accompanying. You will always seek out my death. And I will always attempt to foil Enkythos' growth. So long as we might still return, that is how it will be.
So, no. You will never stop being my mistake, my shame, my foolishness. You will never stop being my regret. But [he stops, fixing the lapel of Oren's shirt with a tentative touch] neither will you stop being my love.
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Date: 2015-05-11 01:37 am (UTC)[Mattias breathes in deep, pushing off the desk and treading to him.] I know your complications. At least some of them.
[Scuffing his feet, he takes a sharp breath.] When I was brought here, your father had me. Before he [He pauses to allow the memories to pass over before continuing.] tortured me, your father told me of what he did to you. [He looks up, holding Oren's gaze. His eyes aren't sympathetic, merely understanding.] I know how you received Enkythos. But I also know why. And I understand, in a way, just how powerful that motive is.
Which is why, [Again, he sighs] we can't ever have those latter words. Not without the former accompanying. You will always seek out my death. And I will always attempt to foil Enkythos' growth. So long as we might still return, that is how it will be.
So, no. You will never stop being my mistake, my shame, my foolishness. You will never stop being my regret. But [he stops, fixing the lapel of Oren's shirt with a tentative touch] neither will you stop being my love.