you had a heart, it's been gone since they left you
If only he could share that sensation. Perhaps he might, once his hearing returned (if it ever did), once this dark cloud lifted from his shoulders and he was able to feel properly happy about anything again. Right now though, even the work at the informary - which he might have loved any other time - was done out of sense of duty and nothing else. Being around Loren was a pain, memorizing names and uses for plants was a pain, getting up in the morning was a big, fucking pain.
He was just... too stubborn to stop trying.
Glas at least seemed eager to take on this job, and it meant one less headache for Korbin. The question he got hurt quite a bit - what if he never got his hearing back? How could he test lutes if he couldn't hear what they sounded like? - but he forced himself to smile.
"I can do that," he said with a nod. "Wouldn't want to leave an outsider with anything to complain about." Only the best should be passed from Halo to the outside world, if it had to pass at all. It seemed very fitting that they would be using materials from the Grounds to complete the order. Ironic, somehow.
"If you have time to spare once that's done, I wouldn't mind if you could make that flute for me," he added, on impulse. If he was clinging to hope anyway... might as well go all in.
He was just... too stubborn to stop trying.
Glas at least seemed eager to take on this job, and it meant one less headache for Korbin. The question he got hurt quite a bit - what if he never got his hearing back? How could he test lutes if he couldn't hear what they sounded like? - but he forced himself to smile.
"I can do that," he said with a nod. "Wouldn't want to leave an outsider with anything to complain about." Only the best should be passed from Halo to the outside world, if it had to pass at all. It seemed very fitting that they would be using materials from the Grounds to complete the order. Ironic, somehow.
"If you have time to spare once that's done, I wouldn't mind if you could make that flute for me," he added, on impulse. If he was clinging to hope anyway... might as well go all in.
- ever feel you grew up too fast?
Korbin
