11.Feb.12, 02:49 AM
While it had seemed that before he was hardly receptive to Talian's comfort, just perceptively so, he leaned into the one-armed embrace. It was probably the most comfort he would take out of human contact, excluding his usual route for comforting himself. It wasn't so bad, the hug, but later Erisi would likely feel embarrassed for even accepting the gesture. It was obvious that he wasn't the sort of person to lean on others for support. He carried himself through each day, he was his own support. That method of thinking was the most reliable in keeping himself from getting hurt, especially in an environment like the one Katila fostered.
"I know it's not good," he hissed, his anger getting the better of him for a few seconds. Talian pointing out the obvious only proved to aggravate him, and it took him a little bit to calm himself back down. Erisi shook his head, trying to curb his anger so he really didn't bite Talian's head off just for caring. "Sorry," he muttered. "There isn't anything you can do. I pretty much screwed myself over the moment I let my anger get the better of me. I'shan will tell D'ren eventually, and I think that is what upsetting me the most. I don't know when it'll happen, but it will. He'll probably give me enough time to conjure up my own punishments and freak myself out over them." Actually, that seemed to be what Erisi was doing now, psyching himself out over the punishment that was bound to come.
"I hate, hate, that he's practically claimed control of me through this. I hate that I let it happen. I sharding hate a lot of things right now, actually." He was frustrated, panicked, disappointed, aggravated, and aggrieved. It was a flurry of emotions that he usually didn't have to cope with all at once. Talian was leaning into him even more now, and as Erisi unleashed his range of emotions, he felt inclined to lean back into his friend. Later he probably would feel foolish about relying on Talian this way, but right now it was better than trying to deal with it on his own.
"I know it's not good," he hissed, his anger getting the better of him for a few seconds. Talian pointing out the obvious only proved to aggravate him, and it took him a little bit to calm himself back down. Erisi shook his head, trying to curb his anger so he really didn't bite Talian's head off just for caring. "Sorry," he muttered. "There isn't anything you can do. I pretty much screwed myself over the moment I let my anger get the better of me. I'shan will tell D'ren eventually, and I think that is what upsetting me the most. I don't know when it'll happen, but it will. He'll probably give me enough time to conjure up my own punishments and freak myself out over them." Actually, that seemed to be what Erisi was doing now, psyching himself out over the punishment that was bound to come.
"I hate, hate, that he's practically claimed control of me through this. I hate that I let it happen. I sharding hate a lot of things right now, actually." He was frustrated, panicked, disappointed, aggravated, and aggrieved. It was a flurry of emotions that he usually didn't have to cope with all at once. Talian was leaning into him even more now, and as Erisi unleashed his range of emotions, he felt inclined to lean back into his friend. Later he probably would feel foolish about relying on Talian this way, but right now it was better than trying to deal with it on his own.