That's right; Mithos had been spending time away from here to stay at Altessa's house. Keeping tabs on them must have been important to him if it kept him away from Martel for so long...
All he could do was nod slowly at his answer. It didn't feel appropriate to smile even if he was glad that nothing should have happened to her. Watching them was probably for her sake, though. When they finished collecting the cure for Colette's illness, he would probably take her, too.
...Lloyd was an idiot. He hoped he'd be okay. There was no way he could think of Colette now without feeling her fate looming over him.
He couldn't think about her, but the silence inside the new building felt like it left him with nothing but his own thoughts for company. It was entirely lifeless; if they weren't talking now, he imagined he'd be able to hear his own heart beating against it. Cold, empty, lifeless. This was the kind of place Mithos had created.
But Mithos was still thinking of him. There was still warmth in him, at least. It was one bit of hope for him against all of his doubts. A ghost of a smile came to his face as he looked up at Mithos again. "Thank you. Thanks for everything," he repeated shakily. "I think I'll check on her again soon, too, if you can't find me here."
Food wasn't a priority and neither was sleeping. He still had so much to say, and the apologies and explanations were mounting. He needed to see her again...even if they both needed rest. It was the one thing keeping him from going to her immediately once Mithos left. She wouldn't be able to tell him she needed rest, so he had to be especially considerate. If his guess was right, they'd have forever to talk anyway...
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Date: 2015-12-31 05:45 am (UTC)All he could do was nod slowly at his answer. It didn't feel appropriate to smile even if he was glad that nothing should have happened to her. Watching them was probably for her sake, though. When they finished collecting the cure for Colette's illness, he would probably take her, too.
...Lloyd was an idiot. He hoped he'd be okay. There was no way he could think of Colette now without feeling her fate looming over him.
He couldn't think about her, but the silence inside the new building felt like it left him with nothing but his own thoughts for company. It was entirely lifeless; if they weren't talking now, he imagined he'd be able to hear his own heart beating against it. Cold, empty, lifeless. This was the kind of place Mithos had created.
But Mithos was still thinking of him. There was still warmth in him, at least. It was one bit of hope for him against all of his doubts. A ghost of a smile came to his face as he looked up at Mithos again. "Thank you. Thanks for everything," he repeated shakily. "I think I'll check on her again soon, too, if you can't find me here."
Food wasn't a priority and neither was sleeping. He still had so much to say, and the apologies and explanations were mounting. He needed to see her again...even if they both needed rest. It was the one thing keeping him from going to her immediately once Mithos left. She wouldn't be able to tell him she needed rest, so he had to be especially considerate. If his guess was right, they'd have forever to talk anyway...