BASTIEN
I have late night conversations
with the moon.
"I am glad you did too. Not only for the time we spent together, but for your safety. I did not expect it to be so...violent, so lethal, in Longnight. It truly shocked me. This world..continues to." Bastien grew quiet for a moment, pensive, looking out into the distance and taking a bite of his pastry. When he spoke again it was considered, as if he had thought of the words before. "I know...my choice to fake my death, right after was...likely tactless. And...I want to apologise. To you, at least. I know I cannot apologise to anyone else without giving up the ruse. But I am sorry for any grief I gave you, even if only for a moment, cara."
He had once sworn to never apologise for his choices, a decision born of a required defensiveness in the world he had inhabited. But here, where he had closer friends and realer consequences, where death was something dramatic and close and personal because of the close space...Bastien was beginning to realise toying with people's emotions was a poor game.
Smiling as she leaned in close, Bastien moved to kiss her on the nose. "My fear is that we will not be able to choose. That as we came, we will be flung back. Suddenly, like this were a dream. But...still, that means a great deal to me, Rexanna. Thank you."
He had once sworn to never apologise for his choices, a decision born of a required defensiveness in the world he had inhabited. But here, where he had closer friends and realer consequences, where death was something dramatic and close and personal because of the close space...Bastien was beginning to realise toying with people's emotions was a poor game.
Smiling as she leaned in close, Bastien moved to kiss her on the nose. "My fear is that we will not be able to choose. That as we came, we will be flung back. Suddenly, like this were a dream. But...still, that means a great deal to me, Rexanna. Thank you."
he tells me about the sun,
and i tell him about you.
REXANNA
