[His headwings shift, briefly obscuring his eyes before folding back into place atop his head, where they remain, albeit the feathers ruffle and shift every so often. Elliot and his own feelings have never been friends; they lie in a complicated space in his heart, often with the accompaniment of Little Elliot telling him that he's doing something, feeling a certain way, or acting like an ass. The child is silent today, letting the real Elliot contend with his feelings all on his own.
Well. It's not like he can feel them most of the time. Still, his answer is more sure than he feels in that moment — not because Sesa is wrong (Sesa is very right), but because Elliot still thinks that such sweet things are off-limits to him.]
Yes. It does. Oripathy has taken much from me — my emotions, my lifespan, and much of my will. Before you, I had been rather content to live out the scant few years I have left, going through life passively and waiting for death to take me. After you... I feel as though I want to live for longer than Oripathy will allow.
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Date: 2024-05-01 02:22 am (UTC)Well. It's not like he can feel them most of the time. Still, his answer is more sure than he feels in that moment — not because Sesa is wrong (Sesa is very right), but because Elliot still thinks that such sweet things are off-limits to him.]
Yes. It does. Oripathy has taken much from me — my emotions, my lifespan, and much of my will. Before you, I had been rather content to live out the scant few years I have left, going through life passively and waiting for death to take me. After you... I feel as though I want to live for longer than Oripathy will allow.
How terrible.