The mention of Nida compounds the ache of wanting to say something with the knowledge that he shouldn't. The desire gets tamped down, buried under all the other unspoken things.
"Well it mattered to me," he replies quietly, averting his gaze and settling it on the fire. Neither of them seeming to find what they need when looking at the other. Somehow that hurts worse than Seifer's familiarity with another cadet.
He settles the squirming in his gut and breathes out slow. His objective is to get Seifer safely to Esthar, everything else can wait...Or stay buried.
"Fujin and Raijin aren't with you," he points out while maintaining his focus on the flickering flames. "A lesser person would have strung them along. I'm guessing you cut them free."
The pot has begun to boil and so Squall offers a hand to help with the coffee. So much of this is familiar after traveling so extensively during the war. They hadn't always had the comforts of Garden. "You haven't accepted the offer for amnesty," Squall continues. "Someone more advantageous would have leapt at that. But instead you're asking me if I'm sure."
Squall lifts his gaze and for a moment, he feels broken apart by sincerity. "Seifer, that you even feel like you have to ask tells me you're still in there."
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on 2024-11-15 05:09 am (UTC)"Well it mattered to me," he replies quietly, averting his gaze and settling it on the fire. Neither of them seeming to find what they need when looking at the other. Somehow that hurts worse than Seifer's familiarity with another cadet.
He settles the squirming in his gut and breathes out slow. His objective is to get Seifer safely to Esthar, everything else can wait...Or stay buried.
"Fujin and Raijin aren't with you," he points out while maintaining his focus on the flickering flames. "A lesser person would have strung them along. I'm guessing you cut them free."
The pot has begun to boil and so Squall offers a hand to help with the coffee. So much of this is familiar after traveling so extensively during the war. They hadn't always had the comforts of Garden. "You haven't accepted the offer for amnesty," Squall continues. "Someone more advantageous would have leapt at that. But instead you're asking me if I'm sure."
Squall lifts his gaze and for a moment, he feels broken apart by sincerity. "Seifer, that you even feel like you have to ask tells me you're still in there."