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09.Jun.14, 01:44 AM
“Me too,” V’ler agreed as he reached up to gently guide Indivara into curling back up against him again. Luckily she hadn’t decided to dig her elbow into his chest but it still wasn’t entirely comfortable, especially with the way he was taking deep breaths to keep himself calm and not breaking down in a sobbing mess again. Unlike nearly every other person that had been brought to Katila in less than proper ways, V’ler actually was glad to be there and was from nearly the beginning. He loved being a Harper but it held a lot of aspects he didn’t enjoy since his elders had dictated that he would focus on teaching rather than anything more creative and dealing less with children. Katila had given him a chance to see a real dragon and even managed to bond him to one. V’ler certainly could never regret anything or wish he hadn’t been brought South. Not even Jada’s death could make him change his mind. Before finding her again, he had believed she had died or ran away with someone in the best case scenario. Katila had given him a chance to reconnect and make a friend out of the little sister that always tagged along.
“I’ve met some interesting people here,” he continued absently as his wandering hand found a strand of soft hair and started toying with it, letting it slide through his fingers only to be picked up and the process repeated. A’dris had been kidnapped the same time as him and a friendship of sorts had been created but the stoic man had also been the one to truly wake V’ler up to the possibility of liking men. E’si and T’lian had become friends and lovers as well and then there was B’jin. The man was fun to pick on but he took up the role as mentor as well and V’ler appreciated him. Even Indivara made his free time interesting. They argued a lot, especially early on, but a friendship and respect for each other emerged over time and V’ler wondered what life would have been like if he hadn’t chosen to help Indivara that night. He imagined he would have had a lot more bed space and a lot less glaring from a twin if nothing else.
“She was happy as well,” V’ler managed to whisper the statement but saying Jada’s name was too hard still and would have invited too many tears to deal with right then. But he knew Jada was happy, both in the very end with her smile and look of peace as she passed on and in general. Life at Katila had been a bit difficult for her at first, she once confided, but she adapted and settled right in. It had been good for both of them, bringing them out of their comfort zones and finding out more about themselves.
His hands stilled, finally letting go of the need to fidget and V’ler wrapped his arms around the petite girl. He had spoken a lot more than he thought he would have and silence suddenly seemed inviting. It was hard to tell if they had helped each other at all but he supposed he wasn’t really expecting a quick fix either. It took time to heal physically and it would have been foolish to think emotions could bounce back quickly. It did help knowing there was someone else who understood what he was going through, though, and V’ler realised he didn’t want to let Indivara leave, which was likely why he held her close and possibly a bit tighter than he normally would have. He thought to comfort the girl but it currently looked like Indivara’s presence was assisting him.
“I’ve met some interesting people here,” he continued absently as his wandering hand found a strand of soft hair and started toying with it, letting it slide through his fingers only to be picked up and the process repeated. A’dris had been kidnapped the same time as him and a friendship of sorts had been created but the stoic man had also been the one to truly wake V’ler up to the possibility of liking men. E’si and T’lian had become friends and lovers as well and then there was B’jin. The man was fun to pick on but he took up the role as mentor as well and V’ler appreciated him. Even Indivara made his free time interesting. They argued a lot, especially early on, but a friendship and respect for each other emerged over time and V’ler wondered what life would have been like if he hadn’t chosen to help Indivara that night. He imagined he would have had a lot more bed space and a lot less glaring from a twin if nothing else.
“She was happy as well,” V’ler managed to whisper the statement but saying Jada’s name was too hard still and would have invited too many tears to deal with right then. But he knew Jada was happy, both in the very end with her smile and look of peace as she passed on and in general. Life at Katila had been a bit difficult for her at first, she once confided, but she adapted and settled right in. It had been good for both of them, bringing them out of their comfort zones and finding out more about themselves.
His hands stilled, finally letting go of the need to fidget and V’ler wrapped his arms around the petite girl. He had spoken a lot more than he thought he would have and silence suddenly seemed inviting. It was hard to tell if they had helped each other at all but he supposed he wasn’t really expecting a quick fix either. It took time to heal physically and it would have been foolish to think emotions could bounce back quickly. It did help knowing there was someone else who understood what he was going through, though, and V’ler realised he didn’t want to let Indivara leave, which was likely why he held her close and possibly a bit tighter than he normally would have. He thought to comfort the girl but it currently looked like Indivara’s presence was assisting him.
