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He muttered some barely audible apologetic words under his breath, set enough in his ways that he couldn't really see the point to write about what hands needed to feel. Yet courteous enough to not push his perspective any further, knowing full well when faced with a wall he wasn't keen on bashing his head against. Gods know he had tried that and failed a fair few times in the new world.
The smile was enough to have him back to better humors again though, reassurance giving him a little wind in his sails and keeping him up the same river for a little while more. As he concerned himself as to what a witty retort could be, he again got interrupted in his deep thought by a very straight question. He knew the answer very well, at least at it's core. How to make it justice while still keeping his intent hidden behind a slowly growing shroud of suspicion had him pondering his words a little while.
"Me? My cares are simple... or was, at least." the lie was promising at first, but the facade fell as soon as it required him to look up from his own shoes. A stiff, crooked smile and a sigh enough to admit defeat at his own hands. "Sorry, I try to not trust too easily anymore, no knowing where the daggers might come from, not as of late. You see, I care for more than I should. My wife, for one, that is my battle to fight still, she is missing and I need to find her." he said, leaving the second part to rest 'til further notice.
"Signe. A strong woman, somewhere out there, I know it, yet I can't seem to find her anywhere. Now with other conflicts growing I don't know how I can still search for her with what has taken form..."
The smile was enough to have him back to better humors again though, reassurance giving him a little wind in his sails and keeping him up the same river for a little while more. As he concerned himself as to what a witty retort could be, he again got interrupted in his deep thought by a very straight question. He knew the answer very well, at least at it's core. How to make it justice while still keeping his intent hidden behind a slowly growing shroud of suspicion had him pondering his words a little while.
"Me? My cares are simple... or was, at least." the lie was promising at first, but the facade fell as soon as it required him to look up from his own shoes. A stiff, crooked smile and a sigh enough to admit defeat at his own hands. "Sorry, I try to not trust too easily anymore, no knowing where the daggers might come from, not as of late. You see, I care for more than I should. My wife, for one, that is my battle to fight still, she is missing and I need to find her." he said, leaving the second part to rest 'til further notice.
"Signe. A strong woman, somewhere out there, I know it, yet I can't seem to find her anywhere. Now with other conflicts growing I don't know how I can still search for her with what has taken form..."
