Why can't she make this easy on both of them and be quiet? Why can't she just leave him alone? Though, considering that, Kain thinks to all of their travels so far. Rydia isn't exactly someone he'd call 'quiet' by any stretch of the imagination. She's always enjoyed chattering, although it usually ends up being with one of the others. Usually they all know well enough to keep away from the sullen dragoon. Yet sometimes, he does somewhat wish he was... closer to more of them, in ways. It's a foolish idea, though, and he tries to push it out of mind. Getting close only leads to more pain. He'll hurt them all eventually... he can't help it...
He feels her light 'kick', gentle coming from her, and gives a little "hmmph" sound in response. Normally, he'd agree with that whole notion. Giving up is the coward's way, it's for weaklings. But he's fallen too far and too hard now to care.
"I'm fine," Kain says, but this time, he can't hide the tremble in his voice. It's uncharacteristic for him, such unguarded emotion. "It's nothing."
Except his eyes are watering up more, and it's harder to hold back. Tears start to spill and he hastily rubs his sleeve on his face. He absolutely can't turn around now and risk her seeing him like this. Siiiigh, he's a mess. A total wreck. Everything has gone so wrong, and it's all been his fault. How could he turn his lance against his closest friends? Betray the people he cared about most? He's a failure to the dragoons, to his family honor, and to Baron itself. He's a disgrace.
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Date: 2016-04-12 06:06 am (UTC)He feels her light 'kick', gentle coming from her, and gives a little "hmmph" sound in response. Normally, he'd agree with that whole notion. Giving up is the coward's way, it's for weaklings. But he's fallen too far and too hard now to care.
"I'm fine," Kain says, but this time, he can't hide the tremble in his voice. It's uncharacteristic for him, such unguarded emotion. "It's nothing."
Except his eyes are watering up more, and it's harder to hold back. Tears start to spill and he hastily rubs his sleeve on his face. He absolutely can't turn around now and risk her seeing him like this. Siiiigh, he's a mess. A total wreck. Everything has gone so wrong, and it's all been his fault. How could he turn his lance against his closest friends? Betray the people he cared about most? He's a failure to the dragoons, to his family honor, and to Baron itself. He's a disgrace.