pyreshadow
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Tristan Doherty
"You're definitely going to need the luck." Neva added in a teasing manner after Finn, resting her hand on his arm for a moment before skipping after Finn. It could be seen in her features that she was happy the other man came back; happy more for her sister's sake than anything. Tristan's arms crossed over his chest as he watched them disappear before he turned his attention back to Kendra. For a moment, he wasn't sure what to say so he ended up running his hands through his hair. After a few seconds in silence, he let out a small sigh before shrugging his shoulders.
"I do what I want to do." Tristan replied after a moment while his arms crossed over his chest. There was a moment's hesitation in his eyes before he looked over Kendra once more. "I was planning on going home and being done with this all. After our little spat, I figured I'd done my dues and didn't need to worry about it anymore. But...I didn't get very far. The whole thing was my own fault and I realized that after I cooled my head a little bit. I was going to come back, or I wanted to. But...." Tristan glanced to the side as he thought carefully about his words; if he didn't say what he really felt then things were going to stay like this and he didn't want that. "The first night I had somehow ended up in the same town as Cethin. He had just gotten orders to find the sword and bring it back to Lilith without delay. I didn't want that to happen since that sword was likely your only chance at stopping her so I decided to do what I could to stop him from finding you or the sword. We got into...quite a bit of fights-" which was apparent with the bruising alone, "-but I never backed down. I wanted to protect you, whether you wanted me to or not. I did a lot of stupid things to keep him from getting on your guys' trail though." A lot of surprise attacks and luring Cethin to places that were off the trail he needed to be on. But none of that was important right now. Bringing his gaze back to Kendra, he looked her over again for a moment before stepping closer to her.
"Look, Kendra. I'm an ass, I know that. I'm stubborn and half the time I don't even think before I act and that gets me into trouble." Clearly based on their fight but he wasn't going to bring that up. Instead, he reached out and carefully took her hand into his own. "I...don't trust people. It's hard to imagine given the lengths that I go for people but I don't like letting people in. It's hard for me but you...you were different. You are different. I've spent a lot of time thinking about things in these past couple of weeks and I've come to realize that it was almost easy talking to you. I told you things that I haven't even told Bri and I've known her for years." Tristan paused as he dropped to his knees, still holding her hand gently in his own. "I want to be your shield, Kendra; to fight for you and be there for you for whatever you need. I want to help get your life back. But most of all, I don't want you to hate me. I'm sorry for what I said, Kendra, and for the way that I left; it sounded like you just didn't want me there and that hurt in a way I never felt before." He glanced down again and it was written on his face how hard this was for him to be this open with someone. "I'm really sorry. You don't have to forgive me because I wouldn't even forgive me but I just...wanted you to know."
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