[ He mutters it softly as he hugs his dad, snuggled into the fabric of his robes. When he's pulled back and looked at he's a little bit sheepish. Things went so horribly wrong, he's turned a blind eye to some horrific things and aided with even more. On some level he expects judgement for it. For letting his mother fall so far. ]
... it looks painful. Are you in pain?
[ There's something poetic about it. The truth hurts, as they say. Accepting this won't be easy for his father. ]
[And the Fount gently strokes his hair, looking down at him fondly.]
It's not so bad, I am often just more tired.
[He sleeps for long stretches of time, perhaps those are the moment the two of them are closest to being properly together.]
Ah, but enough about that. You're here, and that is a grand occasion! Would you like tea? I would like to hear all the, how they say, hot gossip from that little town you live in now.
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[ He mutters it softly as he hugs his dad, snuggled into the fabric of his robes. When he's pulled back and looked at he's a little bit sheepish. Things went so horribly wrong, he's turned a blind eye to some horrific things and aided with even more. On some level he expects judgement for it. For letting his mother fall so far. ]
... it looks painful. Are you in pain?
[ There's something poetic about it. The truth hurts, as they say. Accepting this won't be easy for his father. ]
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It's not so bad, I am often just more tired.
[He sleeps for long stretches of time, perhaps those are the moment the two of them are closest to being properly together.]
Ah, but enough about that. You're here, and that is a grand occasion! Would you like tea? I would like to hear all the, how they say, hot gossip from that little town you live in now.
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Sure- oh! I got your brush so I can brush your hair too. You must have been sleeping for a while. It didn't look very comfortable on your desk.