( she's sure it's not, like it wasn't the word of choice people would use about kalpas. and yet, as it turns out, at the end of everything, mei must have seen how truly kind that boy was. isn't this just the same? )
No? Even though you thought of me, reached out to me, offered to help me with something that you thought would have bothered me? If people don't think that's kindness, then what is it?
Dodging my question only makes you more suspicious, you know. You don't have to be so shy with me, aren't we friends? And in a place like this, the best thing you can be is kind. There's no shame in that, Mydeimos.
I cannot say I've had a friend in recent memory. ( the goldweaver and the rest of the members of the flame chase journey are coworkers, companions, teachers. his friends died one by one, seeking honor in combat or ashamed of their lack of glory, and left a newly homeless, crownless prince, nineteen year old man to find his way forward alone. and phainon is-- he is... he is simply phainon. so he doesn't particularly know how to be friends with someone. ) It is not a matter of shame, Miss Elysia. Someone like myself is not made for kindness and tenderness; as a Kremnoan, as the Demigod of Strife, and as the Guardian of Amphoreus, it is beyond my reach. But you shouldn't concern yourself over the reality of my fate. I've made my peace with it.
( in another life, in the next one, there might be time for such things. mydei doesn't know yet that even then it will be beyond him: he will become the titan of strife, and he will never have the chance to simply live, to curate a library and simply be whoever he might decide he wishes to be. but, should he know that, he will also know this: it changes nothing. he will keep moving forward, keep doing his duty until the last, until even his sanity is torn from him.
mydeimos will stand tall, stride forth, and be that pillar and wall for those that will come after. to let phainon hold up the world and usher in the new era. )
( elysia doesn't say anything for a while, because this is a far more delicate situation. poor mydeimos, she thinks. she may not know what a kremoan is, or what it means to be the demigod of strife - though the name says a lot by itself -, or even how heavy the burden of being amphoreus' guardian is, but... )
You really do remind me of a friend, you know. He would say the same thing to me. But you know, Mydeimos... I may not be familiar with your home, or your duties, but if there's something you're fighting to protect, then I know you're not a bad person. And anyone who's sacrificing himself to fight for something, or someone, deserves kindness and tenderness. Otherwise you wouldn't allow yourself to be where you are, right?
I see now why you and the Deliverer must get along. ( which is something of an answer to her question, while at the same time he knows he is avoiding any true response. he doesn't know how to respond to someone saying that he deserves kindness, tenderness of all things. ) You both concern yourselves with the wellbeing of others without a second thought, taking on those burdens as if they were your own. And yet I wonder if you are similar enough that you do it at the cost of your own desires.
It is not a weight you should add to your shoulders. Do not worry -- I am strong enough to carry it.
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Date: 2025-06-02 01:53 am (UTC)'Kind' is not usually the word people use to describe me, Miss Elysia
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Date: 2025-06-03 01:14 am (UTC)No? Even though you thought of me, reached out to me, offered to help me with something that you thought would have bothered me?
If people don't think that's kindness, then what is it?
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Date: 2025-06-06 03:11 am (UTC)( the truth, even if he is sidestepping her questions )
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Date: 2025-06-08 12:36 am (UTC)Dodging my question only makes you more suspicious, you know.
You don't have to be so shy with me, aren't we friends?
And in a place like this, the best thing you can be is kind. There's no shame in that, Mydeimos.
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Date: 2025-06-08 07:42 pm (UTC)( in another life, in the next one, there might be time for such things. mydei doesn't know yet that even then it will be beyond him: he will become the titan of strife, and he will never have the chance to simply live, to curate a library and simply be whoever he might decide he wishes to be. but, should he know that, he will also know this: it changes nothing. he will keep moving forward, keep doing his duty until the last, until even his sanity is torn from him.
mydeimos will stand tall, stride forth, and be that pillar and wall for those that will come after. to let phainon hold up the world and usher in the new era. )
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Date: 2025-06-21 01:13 am (UTC)You really do remind me of a friend, you know. He would say the same thing to me.
But you know, Mydeimos... I may not be familiar with your home, or your duties, but if there's something you're fighting to protect, then I know you're not a bad person. And anyone who's sacrificing himself to fight for something, or someone, deserves kindness and tenderness.
Otherwise you wouldn't allow yourself to be where you are, right?
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Date: 2025-06-23 06:07 am (UTC)It is not a weight you should add to your shoulders. Do not worry -- I am strong enough to carry it.