The stars, the moon,
They have all been blown out
Abasi's initial reaction to Loren's condolences was to snort and dismiss it, wanting to immediately wave the whole thing away. But something stopped him; perhaps the fact that no one had ever said such a thing to him before, or perhaps that he was now more ready to hear it. Whatever the reason, he simply nodded, his brows furrowing as he wondered whether it was something that deserved to be apologised for.
"You think if your cousin comes back she would harm your children? If they were yours, you are their father. You would have the last word in how they were treated." He said with absolute confidence, sure that Loren, when given the chance, would be a perfectly adequate and protective parent. "As for ancestral mistakes..."
Perhaps he valued tradition, but he was not an old fool sticking to the ancient ways blindly. "They are not warnings, but lessons. See what they did and do differently." After all, that was how the world progressed, building on and improving upon the work of generations prior.
The way that Loren sunk down basically answered his question about the mechanics of 'sleeping with yourself', but he was still given a verbal answer. He had somehow not expected to be correct and he moved back, brows raised and speechless. Eventually he managed to mumble "I see.", wondering (ashamedly) about the length of Loren's anatomy.
Frustratingly Loren had done exactly what he had at the shrine. "I must admit I am coming to resent these Gods, who would toss me away without a second thought. I entered this place 'Abandoned'. What did I do to deserve that? Is it for my service to other Gods in my own world?" There was a clear undercurrent of anger in his tone, his free hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "I refuse to go repeatedly to a shrine and beg on the off chance they may take pity on me, when it is them that cast me down to this position to begin with."
"You think if your cousin comes back she would harm your children? If they were yours, you are their father. You would have the last word in how they were treated." He said with absolute confidence, sure that Loren, when given the chance, would be a perfectly adequate and protective parent. "As for ancestral mistakes..."
Perhaps he valued tradition, but he was not an old fool sticking to the ancient ways blindly. "They are not warnings, but lessons. See what they did and do differently." After all, that was how the world progressed, building on and improving upon the work of generations prior.
The way that Loren sunk down basically answered his question about the mechanics of 'sleeping with yourself', but he was still given a verbal answer. He had somehow not expected to be correct and he moved back, brows raised and speechless. Eventually he managed to mumble "I see.", wondering (ashamedly) about the length of Loren's anatomy.
Frustratingly Loren had done exactly what he had at the shrine. "I must admit I am coming to resent these Gods, who would toss me away without a second thought. I entered this place 'Abandoned'. What did I do to deserve that? Is it for my service to other Gods in my own world?" There was a clear undercurrent of anger in his tone, his free hand coming up to pinch the bridge of his nose. "I refuse to go repeatedly to a shrine and beg on the off chance they may take pity on me, when it is them that cast me down to this position to begin with."
No dawn, no day
I'm always in this twilight
ABASI
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