[ Bastien tilts his head at Byerly in surprise, and his eyes swivel to Alexandrie before he says, slowly, ]
Yes.
[ The same themes? The same dreams? He hopes not. When he was freshly woken and staring into the fire, he spent a moment feeling sorry for himself about a dream where he was nothing to Byerly and to Alexandrie, watching them carry on their wretched drama like he wasn’t there. Then he moved on to feeling other things, like worried about having to live in a swamp if the war doesn’t end soon.
But if they saw something similar, they were nothing to him, too, and he has much more to be sorry for than his own feelings.
He shrugs, though, in a hopeful sort of way. ]
Or, well—I had one where we were horrible to each other, and one where I made a dramatic return from the dead and a lot of people were very happy to see me. That wasn’t so bad.
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Date: 2021-02-14 03:59 pm (UTC)Yes.
[ The same themes? The same dreams? He hopes not. When he was freshly woken and staring into the fire, he spent a moment feeling sorry for himself about a dream where he was nothing to Byerly and to Alexandrie, watching them carry on their wretched drama like he wasn’t there. Then he moved on to feeling other things, like worried about having to live in a swamp if the war doesn’t end soon.
But if they saw something similar, they were nothing to him, too, and he has much more to be sorry for than his own feelings.
He shrugs, though, in a hopeful sort of way. ]
Or, well—I had one where we were horrible to each other, and one where I made a dramatic return from the dead and a lot of people were very happy to see me. That wasn’t so bad.
[ Joking. Of course it was miserable. ]