[At her answer his head tips back and he chuckles to himself, a low and bitter sound in his throat.
And if neither choice has brought lasting happiness? It's a question he barely bites back but he's glad he manages that much.]
Ah... it matters not in the end.
[He says of pursuing happiness, wishing desperately he could wholly believe it. Wishing the desire for the unobtainable did not cling and make a weak and wretched creature of him. Living is difficult enough without the pain of hoping and knowing only disappointment. At least he would be free, he thinks, the moment he fades from the enclosure and he returns to his native soil, his body crushed and lifeless under the ruins of a castle he had once thought of as a home.]
Though I must wonder how it is that this glorious event was arranged. [He taps his tatooed cheek with a finger, pantomiming thought.] Surely some pairs were made in jest. [It certainly seems that way to him and he considers having a few words with Billy on the subject whenever they next spoke.]
you did not see that HTML fail /whistles
And if neither choice has brought lasting happiness? It's a question he barely bites back but he's glad he manages that much.]
Ah... it matters not in the end.
[He says of pursuing happiness, wishing desperately he could wholly believe it. Wishing the desire for the unobtainable did not cling and make a weak and wretched creature of him. Living is difficult enough without the pain of hoping and knowing only disappointment. At least he would be free, he thinks, the moment he fades from the enclosure and he returns to his native soil, his body crushed and lifeless under the ruins of a castle he had once thought of as a home.]
Though I must wonder how it is that this glorious event was arranged. [He taps his tatooed cheek with a finger, pantomiming thought.] Surely some pairs were made in jest. [It certainly seems that way to him and he considers having a few words with Billy on the subject whenever they next spoke.]