[ Rarely has another ever told Trahearne that they're happy he's here. Not for a job, not for a specific purpose, but just to be.
The admission almost moves him to tears, him already being in an emotional state. A small voice in the darkest corners of his mind nag him, telling him that Kaspar only says this because he doesn't know anything about Trahearne. But what he sees, what he feels does well to silence that sentiment. He clings to what Kaspar says to him, physically holding him closer, hoping it will absolve him of his guilt. ]
...Thank you, Kaspar. [ His voice is thick, though genuine all the same. In Kaspar's tightened hold, he leans to rest his temple against his. ] I'm glad I'm here, too.
[ As selfish as it is for him to admit such a thing. ]
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The admission almost moves him to tears, him already being in an emotional state. A small voice in the darkest corners of his mind nag him, telling him that Kaspar only says this because he doesn't know anything about Trahearne. But what he sees, what he feels does well to silence that sentiment. He clings to what Kaspar says to him, physically holding him closer, hoping it will absolve him of his guilt. ]
...Thank you, Kaspar. [ His voice is thick, though genuine all the same. In Kaspar's tightened hold, he leans to rest his temple against his. ] I'm glad I'm here, too.
[ As selfish as it is for him to admit such a thing. ]