The Light is burning through him at this point, searing through his veins so intensely that it feels almost like the most agonizing of cold, and when aware of the loss of Emet's touch he's not entirely surprised given how dangerous such a thing was to him. But the feel of the hand clamping on his shoulder instead did startle him, enough that his gaze lifted to meet his, the usual bicolor blue of his eyes marred by harsh gold.
"Foolish naiveite I suppose," He rasped, the words painful to grind out at this point, the little Miqo'te trembling under the hand on his shoulder with the effort. "For all my optimism i-it seems I'm destined to be a disappointment once again-"
If he had anything to add it was lost as there was another louder sound, a sickening snapping that just had that haze of aether flashing brighter as the little Warrior doubled over with a raw cry of utter agony, arms tight around himself as if in a last blind bid to try and keep himself together.
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Date: 2020-11-14 03:59 am (UTC)"Foolish naiveite I suppose," He rasped, the words painful to grind out at this point, the little Miqo'te trembling under the hand on his shoulder with the effort. "For all my optimism i-it seems I'm destined to be a disappointment once again-"
If he had anything to add it was lost as there was another louder sound, a sickening snapping that just had that haze of aether flashing brighter as the little Warrior doubled over with a raw cry of utter agony, arms tight around himself as if in a last blind bid to try and keep himself together.