[ He moves his hand to the back of Byerly’s head, to lightly scratch his scalp. He hates thinking of him hungry, desperate, willing to take anything from anyone but ashamed enough to need to be able to laugh about it.
He hates it, but he’s not sure he would have ever let Byerly in, if not for the bouts penniless suffering. He would have been resentful, competitive, waiting for condescension. Wouldn’t have let him near enough to love. It would have been a shame. ]
Maybe I was a proud little idiot. Maybe I’ve been luckier than you. I know I have been, in a lot of ways.
[ That was sincere. But here comes the pleasant stupidity; he doesn’t manage to sound deadpan, already tittering at how annoying he knows he’s being before he says it: ]
For instance, I was born in Val Royeaux. The luckiest.
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Date: 2021-07-08 03:52 pm (UTC)[ He moves his hand to the back of Byerly’s head, to lightly scratch his scalp. He hates thinking of him hungry, desperate, willing to take anything from anyone but ashamed enough to need to be able to laugh about it.
He hates it, but he’s not sure he would have ever let Byerly in, if not for the bouts penniless suffering. He would have been resentful, competitive, waiting for condescension. Wouldn’t have let him near enough to love. It would have been a shame. ]
Maybe I was a proud little idiot. Maybe I’ve been luckier than you. I know I have been, in a lot of ways.
[ That was sincere. But here comes the pleasant stupidity; he doesn’t manage to sound deadpan, already tittering at how annoying he knows he’s being before he says it: ]
For instance, I was born in Val Royeaux. The luckiest.