[There didn't used to be a heart to break at confessions soft as this. Nothing in his chest and lungs but selfishness alone, or so he's told himself in hindsight, swearing that he learned it. That it grew in him. That resonance is something he had to figure out how to quiet himself to feel.
Instead he's gone to pieces.
Like he always has when it comes to the sound of Leto cracking like split glass around the borders of his grown-in confidence. His own voice acting as a mirror of sorts, thinner than he expects when it slides free.]
....you really think you're going to lose them?
Just like that?
[Tsk. Who is he to ask that question— when all his years he can remember, it was loss that colored everything.
no subject
Instead he's gone to pieces.
Like he always has when it comes to the sound of Leto cracking like split glass around the borders of his grown-in confidence. His own voice acting as a mirror of sorts, thinner than he expects when it slides free.]
....you really think you're going to lose them?
Just like that?
[Tsk. Who is he to ask that question— when all his years he can remember, it was loss that colored everything.
Even Fenris wasn't exempt from that.]