[He squeezes his hand, their fingers laced. Using his other to stroke through Emet-Selch's hair.]
Tired and griefstriken. But I will recover. How are you feeling yourself? Your day was no better than my own, and yet you were taking care of those around you as you always do.
It's barely been a few days. I can manage more before rest, and I will rest. I simply need a little more time.
[He says this with his head in Lahabrea's lap.]
Absinthe I simply intend to shame, but it seems the thought of mind effects and the sound did truly unnerve him. He apologized, truly a rare occurrence.
Vergil... I'm putting him under a special training regime. He really needs to learn impulse control at least where you are concerned. Not in your play, of course, but the fact he thought shredding your soul was in any amount of a good idea shows he needs a little teaching.
Must I make my praise so specific? You have almost never failed your work then. Really, Hades, I am not trying to feed you lines. You have ever been reliable, for all I complain of your work ethic, I know more than anyone else that you, most of all, will achieve what you set out to.
[He keeps twirling the hair until it is wound up, then lets it go to unwind, brushing his fingers through it to straighten it and push back into the rest of Emet's hair again.]
I know. My dearest heart. Of all who knows the separation of love and trust, I certainly do.
[He considers resisting but he is too tired and so, head in Emet's lap it is, lifting his hand to rest his fingers at the back of Emet's neck.]
Mm. Their actions were not done with malice or ill-intent. I cannot find the energy in myself to be mad for anything but being separated from you, and for the betrayal that hurts your heart.
[He runs his fingers through Lahabrea's hair, scratching his scalp. Looking down at him fondly.]
I know. 'Tis that reason why they get a chance at all.
Now, what can I do for you? Read. Tell tales. Perhaps take you to the beach or the balcony to see the stars. Or simply pet your hair and caress your skin until you relax.
Having you here is more than relaxing my nerves, smile or no. I worry for you terribly at the moment. Your mood. Your physical health. Your facilities.
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I talked to who I needed to, yes.
I see you've found yourself a puzzle.
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Five and I spoke for a long time. He was kind enough to leave me with something to keep me occupied.
[He does starts to push the papers into piles to the side, turning more to pull Emet forward, come lay your head in his lap.]
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I'm glad. For both the company and the project. How are you feeling?
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Tired and griefstriken. But I will recover. How are you feeling yourself? Your day was no better than my own, and yet you were taking care of those around you as you always do.
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But I will take a break, do not worry. Once you can stand without shaking.
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I will insist on you taking a break, then.
Is there anything I should know about? I have spent the last two days somewhat out of it.
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[He says this with his head in Lahabrea's lap.]
Absinthe I simply intend to shame, but it seems the thought of mind effects and the sound did truly unnerve him. He apologized, truly a rare occurrence.
Vergil... I'm putting him under a special training regime. He really needs to learn impulse control at least where you are concerned. Not in your play, of course, but the fact he thought shredding your soul was in any amount of a good idea shows he needs a little teaching.
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[He cards his fingers through Emet-Selch's hair, gentle, rhythmic, petting a cat.]
I have been trying to help him with his emotions and impulses but I will defer to you on this. Perhaps it will be better for him from you.
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[He gives a half-hearted glare with no heat.]
I will not be kind to him or spare him. I intend to be cruel for what he did to you. I will not allow this an excuse again.
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[He twirls a lock of Emet's hair between his fingers, smiling down at him.]
I intend to extract my own promises of the man. But for all your ire and hurt, you do seem to be giving them both another chance.
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[But he does squeeze his fingers.]
A chance is different than trust. Unfortunately both are terribly isolated.
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Must I make my praise so specific? You have almost never failed your work then. Really, Hades, I am not trying to feed you lines. You have ever been reliable, for all I complain of your work ethic, I know more than anyone else that you, most of all, will achieve what you set out to.
[He keeps twirling the hair until it is wound up, then lets it go to unwind, brushing his fingers through it to straighten it and push back into the rest of Emet's hair again.]
I know. My dearest heart. Of all who knows the separation of love and trust, I certainly do.
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Forgive me, my temper is short, and you are the last person that deserves my ire.
Though I supposed I should ask. Do you believe they deserve a second chance?
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I do.
Though a little squirming is in order at least.
Perhaps it is my current state but I am not so eager to burn the bridges we have both built.
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[He leans back attempting to switch their positions and get Lahabrea to rest his head in his lap.]
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Mm. Their actions were not done with malice or ill-intent. I cannot find the energy in myself to be mad for anything but being separated from you, and for the betrayal that hurts your heart.
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I know. 'Tis that reason why they get a chance at all.
Now, what can I do for you? Read. Tell tales. Perhaps take you to the beach or the balcony to see the stars. Or simply pet your hair and caress your skin until you relax.
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What would relax you, Hades? Holding each other under the stars, perhaps?
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[Continuing to pet and massage his scalp.]
Having you here is more than relaxing my nerves, smile or no. I worry for you terribly at the moment. Your mood. Your physical health. Your facilities.
I simply wish for you to be alright.
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I know. So long as I have you I can promise I will recover.
So I suppose that makes just each other the most effective medicine.
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Hasn't it always been that way for a thousand thousand lifetimes.
[He does look up and regard the soup on the table.]
Would you care for something else?
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[He follows Emet-Selch's gaze and shakes his head.]
I find I have no appetite. Do not fret, I am eating as much as I can bear.
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I know. Trust me, I do. And I appreciate the effort you are putting in. It must be harrowing.
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Though I am glad you have the company of others.
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