[ There is Otome indeed. An Otome who staggers a little once the memory fades, suddenly pale from the onslaught of information and emotions that just abruptly slammed into her.
That's... a lot to process. Almost too much to process in the few seconds that she tries to-- being in a fog of confusion, realizing the truth and the shock and betrayal and fury and grief that comes with it, the grim determination that follows...
[He’s swallowing hard, tense, shaking off all of the nastiness of those feelings, but this is his life and he lives with pieces of these feelings and memories every single day. He looks at her instead, worried - and finds himself surprised to be more worried for her than for the consequences of others knowing some of his story.]
Well, you saw a little of my life, the things I have. . . done. [A burning house; whether it was based on a lie or not, it still burned.] I don't know if happiness is in the cards for me, exactly. At least, it's a complicated question. [He shrugs a little.] But I'm . . . for someone like me, I would say things are good? I have people who care for me, things that are worth hanging on to, and that is more than I thought I would have.
... I have seen quite a bit done by people, and I've also done things... it's a bit difficult to judge so I don't try to. But I do believe you deserve all those things. People who care for you, and something you would fight for.
To me, I would call that a kind of happiness and I'm glad you have it.
I may not have known you for too long, but I also care about you. If there's ever a time when you need anything, even if it's just my medical skill... let me know, all right?
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That's... a lot to process. Almost too much to process in the few seconds that she tries to-- being in a fog of confusion, realizing the truth and the shock and betrayal and fury and grief that comes with it, the grim determination that follows...
Give her a second. ]
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[He’s swallowing hard, tense, shaking off all of the nastiness of those feelings, but this is his life and he lives with pieces of these feelings and memories every single day. He looks at her instead, worried - and finds himself surprised to be more worried for her than for the consequences of others knowing some of his story.]
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That just caught me off-guard. Are you all right, Caleb?
[ He'd lived through that, after all. And she'd just witnessed something he hadn't ever spoken about. ]
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It's. . . my own memory. I've lived it before. It's okay.
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... So the best I can do for you is to just acknowledge it happened and not press further.
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[ Listen, he's been through a lot. ]
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[He has to think about that for a second.]
Well, you saw a little of my life, the things I have. . . done. [A burning house; whether it was based on a lie or not, it still burned.] I don't know if happiness is in the cards for me, exactly. At least, it's a complicated question. [He shrugs a little.] But I'm . . . for someone like me, I would say things are good? I have people who care for me, things that are worth hanging on to, and that is more than I thought I would have.
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To me, I would call that a kind of happiness and I'm glad you have it.
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Ja. I'm glad for it, too.
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I may not have known you for too long, but I also care about you. If there's ever a time when you need anything, even if it's just my medical skill... let me know, all right?
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Danke. You are very thoughtful.
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We're friends, aren't we? I think this just comes with the title!
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[He's not sure what to make of her positivity, but it's very sweet, so. Softly extending that offer.]
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I would also like that!