He did not know if Ru'in could hear him through the Attuned bond. Kiada had spoken mostly of the man as he had been on their world before Caido, not what he had become here. Still, it was the only way he could communicate with ceasing his song, and so he tried.
If he had tried to speak through the door using the Attuned bond, perhaps Caiside would still be alive.
You are not the only soul lost in the dark, he said simply, though he did lower his voice a little further so as not to intrude in the painful conversation that was happening between the living and the dead lovers. It was an intensely personal moment and he was acutely aware that he did not belong there. When it all fell apart? That was when he would serve his purpose.
And he had thought that, in the end, it would be the dead man who would move to claim his would-be bride, to try and take her with him into the night. He wasn't prepared for Kiada's step forward. Something in the way she said she loved Ru'in spoke to him, though, because he knew it was what he would say in a similar situation. It was enough for him to shift, to raise the lantern suddenly high as he stepped forward at her back in the hopes of blinding or at least disorienting the corpse of her lover while she raised her blade against him.
And his heart broke for her, wishing that he could wield the knives in her place, that he could take the burden of the second (third?) death of the man she loved upon himself. He couldn't, of course. He had known that from the moment he agreed to help her. But still he burned with anger for the Voice, whose creations had done this to Ru'in and forced them into this position, and he sent a swift prayer to Ludo that this would be quick. A prayer, and a shield ready to move to Kiada's defense should Ru'in retaliate.
If he had tried to speak through the door using the Attuned bond, perhaps Caiside would still be alive.
You are not the only soul lost in the dark, he said simply, though he did lower his voice a little further so as not to intrude in the painful conversation that was happening between the living and the dead lovers. It was an intensely personal moment and he was acutely aware that he did not belong there. When it all fell apart? That was when he would serve his purpose.
And he had thought that, in the end, it would be the dead man who would move to claim his would-be bride, to try and take her with him into the night. He wasn't prepared for Kiada's step forward. Something in the way she said she loved Ru'in spoke to him, though, because he knew it was what he would say in a similar situation. It was enough for him to shift, to raise the lantern suddenly high as he stepped forward at her back in the hopes of blinding or at least disorienting the corpse of her lover while she raised her blade against him.
And his heart broke for her, wishing that he could wield the knives in her place, that he could take the burden of the second (third?) death of the man she loved upon himself. He couldn't, of course. He had known that from the moment he agreed to help her. But still he burned with anger for the Voice, whose creations had done this to Ru'in and forced them into this position, and he sent a swift prayer to Ludo that this would be quick. A prayer, and a shield ready to move to Kiada's defense should Ru'in retaliate.
