IdyllicDreamer
Dragon's Dream
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[div class=PostieBox][div class=PostieBall][div class=PostieAvie][/div][/div][div class=PostieName]Evette Rulivae[/div][div class=Credit]Created by IdyllicDreamer[/div]
With the way that he kept dodging her questions Evette had them all answered, evasion was an answer in of itself after all. It was the answer nobody wanted to hear, which meant he wasn't taking care of himself as much as he should have been. That much was obvious just by looking at him of course, but was he not at all? With even the slightest bit of effort for himself he could have said yes, he was, and it wouldn't have technically been a lie... Did he not want to lie to her? Too many damned questions, not enough certainty.
"Wait, since when do you swear?" Bastards wasn't one of the big ones but, still. The sudden realization that she had heard there threw her train of thought off balance. It was a stupid thing to dwell on, really, the fact that he had changed in some ways over the years. Of course he would have, she did too after all. It was just a part of living, growing, changing.
"I'm not so sure giving you a minute is the safest option, last time we cut a conversation short you ended up spending an eternity in a dream state and almost blasting the room." The woman would motion around the room at that, the destroyed light bulbs. Something simple enough to fix with the right spell after all, but had his magic lashed out in another way there... A lot more could have been damaged by his outburst. Not safe. The thought tickled at the back of her mind, clawing and scratching. She pushed it aside.
Even beyond the thoughts of Caleb's safety, beyond what was happening to the both of them, she couldn't help but think about what came after. What Gracen would be if he wanted to be in Caleb's life, if. Concerned for her sons emotional stability as well, how he would feel if he knew the truth and Gracen was the one to leave this time. Your son.
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[div class=PostieBox][div class=PostieBall][div class=PostieAvie][/div][/div][div class=PostieName]Evette Rulivae[/div][div class=Credit]Created by IdyllicDreamer[/div]
With the way that he kept dodging her questions Evette had them all answered, evasion was an answer in of itself after all. It was the answer nobody wanted to hear, which meant he wasn't taking care of himself as much as he should have been. That much was obvious just by looking at him of course, but was he not at all? With even the slightest bit of effort for himself he could have said yes, he was, and it wouldn't have technically been a lie... Did he not want to lie to her? Too many damned questions, not enough certainty.
"Wait, since when do you swear?" Bastards wasn't one of the big ones but, still. The sudden realization that she had heard there threw her train of thought off balance. It was a stupid thing to dwell on, really, the fact that he had changed in some ways over the years. Of course he would have, she did too after all. It was just a part of living, growing, changing.
"I'm not so sure giving you a minute is the safest option, last time we cut a conversation short you ended up spending an eternity in a dream state and almost blasting the room." The woman would motion around the room at that, the destroyed light bulbs. Something simple enough to fix with the right spell after all, but had his magic lashed out in another way there... A lot more could have been damaged by his outburst. Not safe. The thought tickled at the back of her mind, clawing and scratching. She pushed it aside.
Even beyond the thoughts of Caleb's safety, beyond what was happening to the both of them, she couldn't help but think about what came after. What Gracen would be if he wanted to be in Caleb's life, if. Concerned for her sons emotional stability as well, how he would feel if he knew the truth and Gracen was the one to leave this time. Your son.
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