[ Bariyan raises a hand to the flower, brushing the petals gently with the tips of his fingers, not looking at Koltira. A lifetime of mistakes, continued here. He'd thought to enjoy his time here as best as he could, accept his powerlessness, and wait for the world to right itself... he hadn't meant to get involved. In anything, or anyone.
He only raises his eyes to watch Koltira go. And, again, that treacherous voice in the back of his head -- why not ask him to stay? Why not? He is alive, for now, and Cat isn't here, and it's so, painfully obvious that they both want to-- but it's not right. Cat not being here is hardly a legitimate excuse. And Bariyan deserves absolutely no compassion in any form.
Gods, he's despicable.
He smiles at Koltira, helplessly and hopelessly. ]
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He only raises his eyes to watch Koltira go. And, again, that treacherous voice in the back of his head -- why not ask him to stay? Why not? He is alive, for now, and Cat isn't here, and it's so, painfully obvious that they both want to-- but it's not right. Cat not being here is hardly a legitimate excuse. And Bariyan deserves absolutely no compassion in any form.
Gods, he's despicable.
He smiles at Koltira, helplessly and hopelessly. ]
Thank you. Good night, Koltira.