A moment of eloquence from Lahabrea. It sparks a memory of the Speaker and another, one of the few Elidibus has remaining even in part. And though the eloquent suggestion that they turn from work and enjoy a bright day for a time had not been uttered by Lahabrea, the words the Ascian now did speak cause Emissary to remember the moment.
Gently, as if trying not to speak too loudly lest the echo causes a fragile crystal to shatter, Elidibus does offer, "We spoke a little before of the future, as I tended your injury." Of what Lahabrea is becoming. Of the future. Of... Zodiark's love. Naturally, he will not elaborate here. "What help may I give you now, to accept future you can forge past this daunting present?"
Time is relative. Even Ascians would know that to some extent, having traveled to different worlds and find that minutes, years, and days pass so quickly to another's moment. Lahabrea may have mere centuries in his body, but it is a far cry better to Elidibus of right now than to return to somewhere his fellow Unsundered were already gone. He can save the Lahabrea in front of him now, even if they must work within the confines of their current prison's rules to do it.
"I know it would be unwise. Yet I would approach nonetheless," Elidibus answers. He does not start forward but waits, patient and respectful of Lahabrea's stance on the matter. For a moment, his gaze shifts away in a moment of thought. But they are back upon the Speaker before he continues.
"I felt through our Bond a sensation not entirely unlike tilting ...off a cliff and falling." It's admittedly a struggle to find proper words for this. A matter of vertigo is rarely an issue for an Ascian. And for Elidibus almost nonexistent. But oddly distressing. A bit of this shows on features usually devoid of general emotion. His voice remains collected as ever. But perhaps the desire to help is instead stressed by the actual words Elidibus uses. "Blood may stain your claws. But for what is this Bond, except to even risk injury so that I might catch you when you fall?"
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Gently, as if trying not to speak too loudly lest the echo causes a fragile crystal to shatter, Elidibus does offer, "We spoke a little before of the future, as I tended your injury." Of what Lahabrea is becoming. Of the future. Of... Zodiark's love. Naturally, he will not elaborate here. "What help may I give you now, to accept future you can forge past this daunting present?"
Time is relative. Even Ascians would know that to some extent, having traveled to different worlds and find that minutes, years, and days pass so quickly to another's moment. Lahabrea may have mere centuries in his body, but it is a far cry better to Elidibus of right now than to return to somewhere his fellow Unsundered were already gone. He can save the Lahabrea in front of him now, even if they must work within the confines of their current prison's rules to do it.
"I know it would be unwise. Yet I would approach nonetheless," Elidibus answers. He does not start forward but waits, patient and respectful of Lahabrea's stance on the matter. For a moment, his gaze shifts away in a moment of thought. But they are back upon the Speaker before he continues.
"I felt through our Bond a sensation not entirely unlike tilting ...off a cliff and falling." It's admittedly a struggle to find proper words for this. A matter of vertigo is rarely an issue for an Ascian. And for Elidibus almost nonexistent. But oddly distressing. A bit of this shows on features usually devoid of general emotion. His voice remains collected as ever. But perhaps the desire to help is instead stressed by the actual words Elidibus uses. "Blood may stain your claws. But for what is this Bond, except to even risk injury so that I might catch you when you fall?"