All I ever wanted
All I ever needed
All I ever needed
The bartender nudged the drink closer, and Liam lifted it in a silent cheers before knocking it back. For someone who claimed to be practicing giving bad advice, the soldier had to say that Vesper was failing rather spectacularly, because what he said actually made a lot of sense. Or maybe it only made sense because he was drinking, and everything seemed to make more sense when one was determined to be inebriated before too much longer. Either way, he narrowed his gaze at the other man. "Can't decide if that's 'real bad advice that sounds wise' or if it's actually wise," he groused. "I don't think you needed practice. I think you're just bored and nosy."
Still, he fell silent as he considered. A small part of him, perhaps, wondered what it might have been like with Flora, if he'd given in to the temptation to see just how far she was willing to go. If her kiss had been any indication, it was pretty damn far, and he had to admit to a certain level of curiosity. But what he really regretted most of all wasn't the loss of opportunity, but the way that it had seemed to make her feel. Despite the mask she'd slipped behind, there had been something fragile in her today that he'd unintentionally taken advantage of - before pushing her away. If he'd hurt her feelings, that was something he regretted, and something for which he wanted to make amends.
He hadn't really chosen one over the other, not when he hadn't even really considered that his feelings for Maea might be shifting from friendship to something more until Flora asked him about her. But if he had to... he'd choose Maea, and he wouldn't regret that decision. He'd spent the better part of a season and then some with the Ancient, and he thought he knew her rather well by now, well enough to be sure of how he felt. Flora, he'd only met a few times, and yet he couldn't shake the feeling that, for all her strength and ability, she needed something more than friendship. The question was: what was it, and was it something he was willing to give her?
He sat back with a sigh, casting his gaze towards the ceiling. "It's not really a competition between the two," he said finally. "Or if it is, there's a clear winner. But it just... feels wrong to leave things the way they are. I can apologize all day long, but I don't know if I can just walk away after that. But I'm not sure how to make amends without making things more complicated." He laughed. "Or maybe I'm just overthinking it, and it's bothering me a lot more than her."
Still, he fell silent as he considered. A small part of him, perhaps, wondered what it might have been like with Flora, if he'd given in to the temptation to see just how far she was willing to go. If her kiss had been any indication, it was pretty damn far, and he had to admit to a certain level of curiosity. But what he really regretted most of all wasn't the loss of opportunity, but the way that it had seemed to make her feel. Despite the mask she'd slipped behind, there had been something fragile in her today that he'd unintentionally taken advantage of - before pushing her away. If he'd hurt her feelings, that was something he regretted, and something for which he wanted to make amends.
He hadn't really chosen one over the other, not when he hadn't even really considered that his feelings for Maea might be shifting from friendship to something more until Flora asked him about her. But if he had to... he'd choose Maea, and he wouldn't regret that decision. He'd spent the better part of a season and then some with the Ancient, and he thought he knew her rather well by now, well enough to be sure of how he felt. Flora, he'd only met a few times, and yet he couldn't shake the feeling that, for all her strength and ability, she needed something more than friendship. The question was: what was it, and was it something he was willing to give her?
He sat back with a sigh, casting his gaze towards the ceiling. "It's not really a competition between the two," he said finally. "Or if it is, there's a clear winner. But it just... feels wrong to leave things the way they are. I can apologize all day long, but I don't know if I can just walk away after that. But I'm not sure how to make amends without making things more complicated." He laughed. "Or maybe I'm just overthinking it, and it's bothering me a lot more than her."
Is here in my arms
Words are very unnecessary; they can only do harm
Words are very unnecessary; they can only do harm
Liam
