That is not the only thing you are good at and you well know it. You are a skilled fighter and tactician, a good captain and navigator. My mother believed you to be a very good husband.
[ He knows that sigh. It is the sigh of a man who has been broken so many times. He does not give his father the credit or the kindness he deserves. For all their differences, for all his father's colourful personality, he is not a bad man. They merely see the world in a different way. ]
Yes, I am often surprised that this glitch has not collapsed on itself, with you two running about in tandem. He causes almost as much trouble as you, by all accounts.
[He pauses, and then decides he can offer this one small olive branch]
If you would rather talk about them, father, and about your adventures, then I would be happy to listen. We could get a drink and do so. Perhaps that would help old wounds to heal.
[Haythams compliments to his skills, or speaking of how Tessa loved and believed in him does bring a small smile to his face, bitter-sweet as the whole thing is.]
No, I mean, not right now. Perhaps another time. Those wounds aren't as old as you might think, newer still. I came here not long after losing the last of me best friends, the best and the brightest she was. I'm still feeling the sting of it. It comes and goes. I won't forget their memories and I'd be glad to tell you all sorts of tales of them but I... I'm afraid I've got no mind to at the moment.
I know things between us are strained but... you have cared for my wellbeing since we knew of each other here, and I should do that same. Whenever you wish to talk, you can call upon me.
It's all I could ever ask for. And I'd hug you if there weren't a table between us.
[He gives a soft, bittersweet chortle.]
Of course, you're a grown man now, mayhaps you don't want your father's hugs anymore. Just know you mean the world to me and knowing you understand and are willing to bend an ear should I need it, is very much appreciated.
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[ He knows that sigh. It is the sigh of a man who has been broken so many times. He does not give his father the credit or the kindness he deserves. For all their differences, for all his father's colourful personality, he is not a bad man. They merely see the world in a different way. ]
Yes, I am often surprised that this glitch has not collapsed on itself, with you two running about in tandem. He causes almost as much trouble as you, by all accounts.
[He pauses, and then decides he can offer this one small olive branch]
If you would rather talk about them, father, and about your adventures, then I would be happy to listen. We could get a drink and do so. Perhaps that would help old wounds to heal.
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No, I mean, not right now. Perhaps another time. Those wounds aren't as old as you might think, newer still. I came here not long after losing the last of me best friends, the best and the brightest she was. I'm still feeling the sting of it. It comes and goes. I won't forget their memories and I'd be glad to tell you all sorts of tales of them but I... I'm afraid I've got no mind to at the moment.
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I know things between us are strained but... you have cared for my wellbeing since we knew of each other here, and I should do that same. Whenever you wish to talk, you can call upon me.
no subject
[He gives a soft, bittersweet chortle.]
Of course, you're a grown man now, mayhaps you don't want your father's hugs anymore. Just know you mean the world to me and knowing you understand and are willing to bend an ear should I need it, is very much appreciated.