A Chance Meeting

Caiside hummed, tilting his head back and forth as he considered Emmett’s apologetic question. Had they been close? He had certainly thought so, but... the terms they had left in had been far from the best. ”We were close, originally. By the end of the war, he had betrayed me, and I had betrayed him, and... that’s all there was to us.” He left his words to sit in the air for a moment, giving Emmett a chance to piece everything together for himself. The younger mans snort, then immediate dour words nearly gave Caiside whiplash, but at least the conversation was moving away from him, and his torrid past. ”Lives are never ruined. You just have to be willing to pick the pieces up.” He sucked in a breath, hesitating a moment before continuing. ”I could... lend a hand, if you like. At your... farm?” Helping was not exactly what Caiside wanted to do, but it was what Emmett needed, that much was clear. Looking at Emmett plucked at his heartstrings, felt both personal and distant, and he couldn’t just leave him. He would have wanted help when he was young too. Caiside Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away Where innocence is burned in flames A million miles from home, I'm walking ahead I'm frozen to the bones, I am...