Date: 2013-08-21 06:42 am (UTC)
third_liberator: (so come to me my love [:|])
It would have only been appropriate if Tyr were alone himself, but even failing as spectacularly as he had, he was glad he wasn't alone. He breathed a sigh of relief hearing his name, and immediately felt sick for doing so. That might be one of the most selfish feelings he ever had, to not want to be alone now when he was dead. Even knowing Ion had died before they even met, he felt disgusting for being happy to have someone beside him. It wasn't as thought he was a child who needed to have someone with him. How could he want someone to suffer with him?

Ion shouldn't be here again. That was another thing he knew though there had never been anything he could do about it. Even if he had wanted so desperately to save him before.

His thumb caressed him for just a second before falling back onto Tyr's lap. Looking at Ion, he could read the words he lipped without him having to say them. That's what broke Tyr out of his own haze of guilt and regrets, and he was quick to shake his head.

"This isn't your fault..." Thankfully, his voice was steady even if he didn't feel entirely steady himself. At the very least, he knew he couldn't let Ion blame himself. Ion didn't deserve that. "We both made this choice..." he continued, before his voice began to crack, "I..."
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