It has nothing to do with him, it's me. I just want to know. If I can...
Roland halts the thought, finally. One look beyond, four gates waiting to open for them, is all it takes to jolt him out of his reverie. This wasn't even what he expected to hear out of such a tale, but here was Yuume with answers to questions he didn't dare to ask himself even on a good day. That part of his story - the part where he attributes his whole existence to somebody else's - he doesn't think of it as often as someone else might. But the void does things to an idle mind. Experiences taint and color thought until they morph into the same chaotic field as the voidspaces outside their window.
Until such a moment Roland does find himself openly wondering if Doloran knows where his other half went; if he can feel him, if he feels emptiness or nothingness all at once.
And could Roland do it? Live as Roland without the tether to another world? Does he even care enough to do something about it?
There's no room for it. Not today. It makes matters worse that Yuume, the only expert he's ever encountered on the ancient magic of souls, doesn't know enough about his case. Not that she knows he's speaking about himself, but he's not being subtle about it either, is he? By design, Roland leaves such a question to hang and dry. He takes a few steps forward and earnestly lends his hand on her shoulder, grip light yet firm at the same time. Meeting her gaze with his own, colored with...worry? Or perhaps he's just determined to get the mission over with. It could be both.
"Sorry about this, Yuume. I'm distracting us from what's important. We've got a mission to get to before we start talking about stuff like this." A beat. His jaw tenses. "Though, if you have some time afterwards, I'd like to meet with you privately on this. There's no rush. I...I have some things I need to go over myself anyway."
Like why he's even giving this his time of day. Why it matters. Harmless in exploration, and yet -
He smiles, though it's not one that quite reaches his eyes. "Thank you for sharing your abilities with me. They're impressive, and I haven't even seen you in action. I appreciate the trust."
IT REALLY COULD..............chinhands.....and if ur not canon blind, then......:">
Roland halts the thought, finally. One look beyond, four gates waiting to open for them, is all it takes to jolt him out of his reverie. This wasn't even what he expected to hear out of such a tale, but here was Yuume with answers to questions he didn't dare to ask himself even on a good day. That part of his story - the part where he attributes his whole existence to somebody else's - he doesn't think of it as often as someone else might. But the void does things to an idle mind. Experiences taint and color thought until they morph into the same chaotic field as the voidspaces outside their window.
Until such a moment Roland does find himself openly wondering if Doloran knows where his other half went; if he can feel him, if he feels emptiness or nothingness all at once.
And could Roland do it? Live as Roland without the tether to another world? Does he even care enough to do something about it?
There's no room for it. Not today. It makes matters worse that Yuume, the only expert he's ever encountered on the ancient magic of souls, doesn't know enough about his case. Not that she knows he's speaking about himself, but he's not being subtle about it either, is he? By design, Roland leaves such a question to hang and dry. He takes a few steps forward and earnestly lends his hand on her shoulder, grip light yet firm at the same time. Meeting her gaze with his own, colored with...worry? Or perhaps he's just determined to get the mission over with. It could be both.
"Sorry about this, Yuume. I'm distracting us from what's important. We've got a mission to get to before we start talking about stuff like this." A beat. His jaw tenses. "Though, if you have some time afterwards, I'd like to meet with you privately on this. There's no rush. I...I have some things I need to go over myself anyway."
Like why he's even giving this his time of day. Why it matters. Harmless in exploration, and yet -
He smiles, though it's not one that quite reaches his eyes. "Thank you for sharing your abilities with me. They're impressive, and I haven't even seen you in action. I appreciate the trust."