a thousand faces staring at me, a thousand times i've fallen
He listens to Loren’s reassurances, and while they make sense to him and are something he might consider, it isn’t him that he worries about. It’s his family and what they might say if he tries to branch out and do the things he wanted to do. So he nods to Loren with that, a consideration though he likely won’t take the summoner up on it.
And then the whole unicorn thing happens and Glas finds himself pressed against the wall, cheeks aflame and the flight instinct incredibly strong within him, begging him to move and leave and do anything other than this. But the unicorn disappears and he can hardly hear Loren over the roaring in his ears, panting slightly despite the tightness of his throat. “No tha-thank you.” He says again, a bit rougher than intentionally.
And then the whole unicorn thing happens and Glas finds himself pressed against the wall, cheeks aflame and the flight instinct incredibly strong within him, begging him to move and leave and do anything other than this. But the unicorn disappears and he can hardly hear Loren over the roaring in his ears, panting slightly despite the tightness of his throat. “No tha-thank you.” He says again, a bit rougher than intentionally.
a thousand voices dead at my feet
GLAS
