25.Oct.17, 10:24 PM
M'dox looked up, searching T'bia's face. The bluerider sounded genuine, and his face told the same story, tear stained as it was. He smiled softly, starting to reach out his right hand before realizing that wouldn't work and quickly reaching out his left hand too. Grasping T'bia's forearm with his left hand, he placed his right on the back of T'bia's hand (Had to use that right hand, pulling it back would have been weird. Though maybe this was also weird? Shit, M'dox wasn't sure).
"Friends." He confirmed, nodding. "Uh, that means the plan to go to the Hold together sometime is still on, or...?" He asked, worried that maybe making T'bia cry waiting for his response to the question meant the offer was retracted. Bad associations and all that. M'dox really hoped it wasn't. Having someone with him who knew the Hold, even a little bit, would be really helpful, and he probably would never go alone. And, since he didn't really have other friends (and he couldn't ask R'nd, that felt weird, for some reason), if T'bia didn't want to go anymore, M'dox might have to wait a long time for another opportunity.
"Friends." He confirmed, nodding. "Uh, that means the plan to go to the Hold together sometime is still on, or...?" He asked, worried that maybe making T'bia cry waiting for his response to the question meant the offer was retracted. Bad associations and all that. M'dox really hoped it wasn't. Having someone with him who knew the Hold, even a little bit, would be really helpful, and he probably would never go alone. And, since he didn't really have other friends (and he couldn't ask R'nd, that felt weird, for some reason), if T'bia didn't want to go anymore, M'dox might have to wait a long time for another opportunity.