02.Feb.14, 01:39 AM
A'liran sighed softly and ran his fingers through his short hair, worried expression refusing to soften even as he made an effort to smile. "Sorry, Ravana, but I think I need to be on my way," he said. He wanted to comfort her, he really did, but staying and eating her food after giving her such a dire piece of advice hardly seemed appropriate. The last thing he wanted to do was give someone the wrong idea, and in all honesty, the conversation had made him frightfully uncomfortable.
It would be better just to bow out, especially when he was so damn angry. He couldn't get the entire ordeal out of his head. Ravana's lack of detail didn't help, since now Ali was free to run wild through his own vivid imagination, painting his own version of the events. He was certain that if he sat around with her, he'd find himself tempted to bring it up again, and every time he bought it up he'd probably just get angrier. It was better to cut and run.
He looked over his shoulder and frowned. "...You take care, okay Ravana..?" he asked. As soon as he'd decided to leave, he felt an equal measure of reluctance. His mind was made up, though. He needed to go, before he could stew in his negativity and make it worse for both of them. "You know where I am if you need me, okay? We're all greenriders together, you know?" Man or woman, young or old...they were all greenriders, and they needed each other more than ever.
As he spun to walk away, his own eyes followed Ravana's, bringing his gaze to Astoreth. He smiled. "...We can, you know," he said. "...Work together, I mean. Just because some of us are sell-outs doesn't mean we all have to be." He took a couple steps. "I sure never will be."
It would be better just to bow out, especially when he was so damn angry. He couldn't get the entire ordeal out of his head. Ravana's lack of detail didn't help, since now Ali was free to run wild through his own vivid imagination, painting his own version of the events. He was certain that if he sat around with her, he'd find himself tempted to bring it up again, and every time he bought it up he'd probably just get angrier. It was better to cut and run.
He looked over his shoulder and frowned. "...You take care, okay Ravana..?" he asked. As soon as he'd decided to leave, he felt an equal measure of reluctance. His mind was made up, though. He needed to go, before he could stew in his negativity and make it worse for both of them. "You know where I am if you need me, okay? We're all greenriders together, you know?" Man or woman, young or old...they were all greenriders, and they needed each other more than ever.
As he spun to walk away, his own eyes followed Ravana's, bringing his gaze to Astoreth. He smiled. "...We can, you know," he said. "...Work together, I mean. Just because some of us are sell-outs doesn't mean we all have to be." He took a couple steps. "I sure never will be."