Apparently he had struck a nerve, his ability to read the emotions of others, or at least guess at them, proving fairly accurate again. He took some kind of solace in that, somewhere in his mind, that his talent for that had carried over from one world to the next, that the people here were similar enough to the people from his previous world that he could still apply it.
He watched the boy out of the corner of his eye, still walking, still half-concentrating on not losing control of the inherent awkwardness of pushing the wheelbarrow. "Sounds to me like you've heard enough of that." He said instead, his voice quiet again, his steps not slowing - Korbin would have to want to keep up if he wanted to hear him.
"Sometimes it doesn't get better." He admitted softly. He had known tales of lovers who couldn't physically take living in a world where their partner wasn't, whose heart gave out and sent their soul into the abyss to follow them. He couldn't help but think of his own situation, as one often did, of how sometimes he remembered that his entire home world was lost to him, permanently inaccessible - for all intents and purposes, dead to him.
It never got better. It just got easier to carry. To hide.
He kept walking.
He watched the boy out of the corner of his eye, still walking, still half-concentrating on not losing control of the inherent awkwardness of pushing the wheelbarrow. "Sounds to me like you've heard enough of that." He said instead, his voice quiet again, his steps not slowing - Korbin would have to want to keep up if he wanted to hear him.
"Sometimes it doesn't get better." He admitted softly. He had known tales of lovers who couldn't physically take living in a world where their partner wasn't, whose heart gave out and sent their soul into the abyss to follow them. He couldn't help but think of his own situation, as one often did, of how sometimes he remembered that his entire home world was lost to him, permanently inaccessible - for all intents and purposes, dead to him.
It never got better. It just got easier to carry. To hide.
He kept walking.
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