30.Aug.18, 03:30 AM
"Yeah," Z'rin nodded, only faintly aware that N'mor had spoken. He was too caught up in memories of the gold pair as well as his fears that others had died and he didn't know about them yet. He should ask, but was too afraid to know. He was in pain, not entirely clear of the fellis or whatever it was that had made him sleep, and now he was left reeling from a loss. He couldn't add more to the load and expect to come out okay. He suspected he wouldn't be going too far from the bed he currently occupied for another day or two -- he should probably ask how bad his injuries were before making plans -- so there would be plenty of time to wallow in all sorts of misery and add to it slowly with news of injuries and deaths.
"Wait, no!" His line of thought brought into focus what N'mor had said and that it implied the man would leave him. Z'rin stared with wide, almost panicked eyes as he silently begged the bronzerider not to leave him, not yet. He didn't want to be alone and knew that made him even more pathetic than he looked lying in bed with burns, a broken leg, and apparently singed hair. One could easily call him out on having abandonment issues and he'd partly agree. His parents and family friends had left him on an island alone after all, but for the most part, he never worried about parting ways with a friend at the end of the day. But this was different. N'mor calmed him and brought him comfort; both things he was in need of.
"I mean, yeah, we should know what happened but it can wait. Especially since the facts might not be clear yet and..." Z'rin shut his eyes on a sigh as he measured his own worth and if he had the courage to say it and handle the potential denial. He didn't want to seem needy and clingy and nothing in their relationship had ever shown there was room for such things but if ever there would be an exception to the rule, this seemed like the time. "I don't want you to leave yet. I want to be selfish and keep you here as long as I can." Even if that was only until a Healer came to check on him and send him back to sleep.
"And," he quickly added, thinking to tack on some good reasons for it to lessen the blow of neediness and at the same time give N'mor a way out when he wanted it, "I'm guessing the fires are still going. When do you head out again? Have you eaten? Have you slept? Stay a little longer and rest."
"Wait, no!" His line of thought brought into focus what N'mor had said and that it implied the man would leave him. Z'rin stared with wide, almost panicked eyes as he silently begged the bronzerider not to leave him, not yet. He didn't want to be alone and knew that made him even more pathetic than he looked lying in bed with burns, a broken leg, and apparently singed hair. One could easily call him out on having abandonment issues and he'd partly agree. His parents and family friends had left him on an island alone after all, but for the most part, he never worried about parting ways with a friend at the end of the day. But this was different. N'mor calmed him and brought him comfort; both things he was in need of.
"I mean, yeah, we should know what happened but it can wait. Especially since the facts might not be clear yet and..." Z'rin shut his eyes on a sigh as he measured his own worth and if he had the courage to say it and handle the potential denial. He didn't want to seem needy and clingy and nothing in their relationship had ever shown there was room for such things but if ever there would be an exception to the rule, this seemed like the time. "I don't want you to leave yet. I want to be selfish and keep you here as long as I can." Even if that was only until a Healer came to check on him and send him back to sleep.
"And," he quickly added, thinking to tack on some good reasons for it to lessen the blow of neediness and at the same time give N'mor a way out when he wanted it, "I'm guessing the fires are still going. When do you head out again? Have you eaten? Have you slept? Stay a little longer and rest."