[ For a moment he just silently stares. At Roland. At the hand placed over his heart, able to softly feel the heartbeat even through clothes in the sheer silence of this place, only interrupted by little higgledy sounds from Jumblie as she decides to just roll around them while they're talking.
It's strange how one name can immediately instill so many memories into Inigo, like a film reel playing before his eyes. Not that he himself had a particularly hard experience on Nion - nothing worse than anything he's endured before already, anyway - but what threatens to tear his heart apart is the reminder of at least three separate situations where Roland looked like he was about to break apart.
It's a look Inigo never wishes to see on his father's face ever again, if he can help it. ]
Of course. [ The words spill across his lips softly, the look in Inigo's eyes soft as well - but also pleading. Even though it's not like it sounds as if he has to convince Roland in this instant, Inigo can't help it at the sheer memory. ] You can't give up. No matter what happens. I'll never let you.
[ He'll drag Roland through anything himself, if that's what it takes. ]
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It's strange how one name can immediately instill so many memories into Inigo, like a film reel playing before his eyes. Not that he himself had a particularly hard experience on Nion - nothing worse than anything he's endured before already, anyway - but what threatens to tear his heart apart is the reminder of at least three separate situations where Roland looked like he was about to break apart.
It's a look Inigo never wishes to see on his father's face ever again, if he can help it. ]
Of course. [ The words spill across his lips softly, the look in Inigo's eyes soft as well - but also pleading. Even though it's not like it sounds as if he has to convince Roland in this instant, Inigo can't help it at the sheer memory. ] You can't give up. No matter what happens. I'll never let you.
[ He'll drag Roland through anything himself, if that's what it takes. ]