10.Feb.12, 01:31 AM
"More proof that you won't accept it, no matter how I say it," he snapped back, referring to the apology. He understood that he was the ideal target for Erisi. He decided he would let it go at that. Unlike some of his fellow searchriders, he wasn't going to break his back and cause both of them unnecessary pain by trying to kiss and make up. He as particularly bitter now; he'd done a difficult thing and apologized out of pity. He'd admitted he was wrong. Now it was being thrown back in his face?
"You want me to just forget about this, then? Fine. See if I do," he said, his voice light and airy, as if distancing himself from the conservation. Suddenly aloof, he turned and started to walk back to the counter. He picked up the bottle he'd poured form before and took a long drink. He'd initially planned on drinking for pleasure, but now he had a reason. "There;s nothing I can do for you if you don;t let me. There's nothing any of us can do if you don't let us. But if you don't want to, I'm afraid that's your own choice," he said.
He was uncomfortable. The unfamiliar feeling of guilt mingled with the indignation of being hit. Had Erisi backed off, I'shan likely would have felt far worse. Instead, the boy was coming after him again, threatening to escalate the conflict again, albeit surely not to it's previous heights. Trying to be dignified, I'shan seated himself on a dry section of the counter. You were right, Ilveriath. I should have just left him alone...I didn't mean to do so much harm he said. He would have never admitted such things aloud. With a ragged sigh, he drank again.
"You want me to just forget about this, then? Fine. See if I do," he said, his voice light and airy, as if distancing himself from the conservation. Suddenly aloof, he turned and started to walk back to the counter. He picked up the bottle he'd poured form before and took a long drink. He'd initially planned on drinking for pleasure, but now he had a reason. "There;s nothing I can do for you if you don;t let me. There's nothing any of us can do if you don't let us. But if you don't want to, I'm afraid that's your own choice," he said.
He was uncomfortable. The unfamiliar feeling of guilt mingled with the indignation of being hit. Had Erisi backed off, I'shan likely would have felt far worse. Instead, the boy was coming after him again, threatening to escalate the conflict again, albeit surely not to it's previous heights. Trying to be dignified, I'shan seated himself on a dry section of the counter. You were right, Ilveriath. I should have just left him alone...I didn't mean to do so much harm he said. He would have never admitted such things aloud. With a ragged sigh, he drank again.