[ He hates to be the cause of Wilhelm's pain. His chest aches. Rhy swallows thickly, and moves to stand as well. ]
I understand. You needn't apologize.
Take all the time you need, Wille.
[ Rhy plans to stay out of his way for a good long while, if it can be helped. With how often he's making trips to Nott these days, it shouldn't be too hard to avoid him.
He just hopes Wilhelm can forgive him someday, and they really can be friends. ]
[Wilhelm nods, as if he's agreed to any of this. He says nothing else, not trusting his voice to hold steady, or his words to stay above the bitterness that's so tempting to dip into. Leaving the tea unfinished, and all this mess for Rhy to clean up by himself, he makes his unceremonious exit from the table. He doesn't know where he's going, but he's in a hurry to get there.
He's not mad at Rhy. He's mad that his heart had to hang itself on someone he can't have. He's mad that his daydreams gathered too much weight and made him want them to be real. Most of all, he's mad that he's only seventeen, instead of something more sophisticated or self-assured or whatever else might make Rhy want him.]
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I understand. You needn't apologize.
Take all the time you need, Wille.
[ Rhy plans to stay out of his way for a good long while, if it can be helped. With how often he's making trips to Nott these days, it shouldn't be too hard to avoid him.
He just hopes Wilhelm can forgive him someday, and they really can be friends. ]
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He's not mad at Rhy. He's mad that his heart had to hang itself on someone he can't have. He's mad that his daydreams gathered too much weight and made him want them to be real. Most of all, he's mad that he's only seventeen, instead of something more sophisticated or self-assured or whatever else might make Rhy want him.]