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06.Oct.19, 11:52 AM
R’dal felt his stomach tightening with every word. He really wasn’t the quickest at reading between the lines and needed the bit more detail he got but once he clued in, anger started to settle in. For the first time ever, R’dal felt hatred toward someone enough to want to exact revenge for the pain that was caused. How could anyone treat another human like that? He sort of sucked with boundaries, always throwing himself at people for hugs but if any of them seemed to not like it, he wouldn’t do it again. This was a lot more than a hug and went on for years! How had F’drel stayed sane? Well, he really hadn’t, had he? That was part of the problem they were dealing with now because he had pushed it all aside and found a way to continue on. For his siblings, not for himself.
He needed to stop wondering how people went about destroying Lords. He really had no idea how to do that other than to tell the world this one--that he didn't even have a name of-- was mean and horrible. If F’drel was so worried about D’hys and favours, what exactly did the older bluerider do in his free time? Could he help…no! He promised not to go near D’hys again and seeking him out for… what? What would he even do? R’dal hated this man but he didn’t think he could ask to have him killed even with a name!
Okay, he was processing all of this news in odd ways, he decided, and it was time to focus on his friend and the positive things. “You’re a lot braver and stronger than me. I wouldn’t have survived that long, not even for my siblings.” Probably because his heart would have been broken at finding out someone he thought might be a friend or at least treated him kindly was anything but. F’drel was right; he really didn’t know when danger was lurking around the corner and he trusted too easily.
He didn’t know what else to say. Apologising was stupid since he didn’t cause the pain and he couldn’t have stopped it since he was still in Katila. Telling F’drel it was all in the past and he could move on was horrible as well, so was saying it made him who he was today. “No one should have to go through anything like that and I’m glad you were Searched so Halomirth and I could find you.” He returned the tight grip their hands were locked in, silently conveying he would always be there—minus the hissy fit attempt to leave—for F’drel any time he needed him because he didn’t know how else to say it. He just hoped F’drel believed him.
He needed to stop wondering how people went about destroying Lords. He really had no idea how to do that other than to tell the world this one--that he didn't even have a name of-- was mean and horrible. If F’drel was so worried about D’hys and favours, what exactly did the older bluerider do in his free time? Could he help…no! He promised not to go near D’hys again and seeking him out for… what? What would he even do? R’dal hated this man but he didn’t think he could ask to have him killed even with a name!
Okay, he was processing all of this news in odd ways, he decided, and it was time to focus on his friend and the positive things. “You’re a lot braver and stronger than me. I wouldn’t have survived that long, not even for my siblings.” Probably because his heart would have been broken at finding out someone he thought might be a friend or at least treated him kindly was anything but. F’drel was right; he really didn’t know when danger was lurking around the corner and he trusted too easily.
He didn’t know what else to say. Apologising was stupid since he didn’t cause the pain and he couldn’t have stopped it since he was still in Katila. Telling F’drel it was all in the past and he could move on was horrible as well, so was saying it made him who he was today. “No one should have to go through anything like that and I’m glad you were Searched so Halomirth and I could find you.” He returned the tight grip their hands were locked in, silently conveying he would always be there—minus the hissy fit attempt to leave—for F’drel any time he needed him because he didn’t know how else to say it. He just hoped F’drel believed him.
