He didn't answer, for what seemed like a very long time. Just focused on staving off Weaver's attack, his big hands reaching up to try and catch her wrists. Twisting just a little, so he was better braced against the attempt to push him over. He might be taller these days, but she was far from weak, and if he was pinned, it would spell the end.
But then, perhaps that was part of the plan. Because in the end, she got the upper hand and Korbin didn't resist as much as he could have when he was pushed back. Just tried to keep hold of her hands, so she couldn't tickle back.
"Maybe I'm just jealous," he admitted, a little gruffly. "That you found something you want to do, when I still don't know. It feels like you're going off somewhere, and I can't keep up..."
And it was mushy, disgustingly so, but she was the one person he was always honest with. Maybe he wasn't the same as before, maybe his distrust had sunk deeper than it should have, maybe it was just the turn of the weather or the coming Deepfrost... but he was scared. That this year would be another one where he lost something important.
But then, perhaps that was part of the plan. Because in the end, she got the upper hand and Korbin didn't resist as much as he could have when he was pushed back. Just tried to keep hold of her hands, so she couldn't tickle back.
"Maybe I'm just jealous," he admitted, a little gruffly. "That you found something you want to do, when I still don't know. It feels like you're going off somewhere, and I can't keep up..."
And it was mushy, disgustingly so, but she was the one person he was always honest with. Maybe he wasn't the same as before, maybe his distrust had sunk deeper than it should have, maybe it was just the turn of the weather or the coming Deepfrost... but he was scared. That this year would be another one where he lost something important.
korbin
Deep into that darkness peering, Long I stood there
Wondering, Fearing
