[while soren props himself up, sizhui leans back slightly, settling on his knees, both hands coming down to rest on his thighs. what soren says is true: they can't follow those who leave and, try as they might, there's nothing they can do to fix that little problem either.]
You have better self-control than you give yourself credit for. [another true thing, even though he's seen the way instincts have taken over soren's senses. maybe it's because he thinks he himself doesn't have nearly as good control over his own and, in his opinion, he believes he gives in far too easily, much like he'd done when soren climbed in through his window to have sex.
before he can say anything about the whole ike thing, the world burning comment catches his attention first and has his whole face scrunching like he's sucked a lemon. he shakes his head afterward, exhales a sigh then raises a hand to push damp hair off his shoulders.] There are people I wish I could follow too, but for whatever reason, we can't do that because the world won't let us leave with those we care about most.
[it doesn't matter if sizhui thinks he has self-control. it doesn't change how it feels to lose it, how many times he has when sizhui wasn't looking.
but it's true that despite how convinced he is that no one can match the intensity with which he longs to be with ike, he's not the only one who would be better off with someone else.]
It would be more effective for the Overseer's little project if she would more properly select who stays and who goes. In my case, she can bank on my draconic hormones and the ways in which we can be manipulated... but my draw to him is more natural. It needs no manipulation.
[no response is a response in and of itself; soren likely thinks he's wrong and sizhui's fine accepting that rather than sitting and trying to argue.
he huffs a wry laugh, brings his attention back to soren and,] That would make sense and it seems like the Overseer much prefers doing things that don't make sense. Unfortunately, that means taking people away from us right when we're getting used to their presence.
[his lower lip momentarily tucks between his teeth, he wrinkles his nose then exhales a sigh.] I had someone like that on Noctium. [a pause, his expression softening faintly.] Someone that I didn't need to be manipulated into being with. It was like we were soulmates.
[soren knows of sizhui's loss here in amani, but he's quite sure he hasn't heard of this someone he had been connected to in noctium. it sounds as though they were someone who could be relied upon to earn stamps with. someone the overseer could have summoned for her purposes.]
She frustrates me. Were they someone who you met in your new environment?
[they were and, as much as sizhui wishes the man could have come with him, he's also glad that he was able to go home rather than being dragged to another world where they are forced to interact with people intimately. nevertheless, it aches to talk about him, which is why sizhui's understanding where soren's coming from, probably better than a lot of the other people on amani.]
Me too. He was, someone I met on accident initially. We became close rather quickly, but that was easy because we came from similar times.
I see. [he shifts position, propping himself on his elbow to lounge more on his side.] There must have been quite a bit that you were able to relate to, which is all the more important when you find yourself far from home against your will.
[with soren relaxing further, sizhui does the same, sitting down on his rear and crisscrossing his legs, both hands resting on his knees.] There was and you're right.
The only other people I could connect with were my family and, as wonderful as they are, it was different to connect with someone I'd never known. It was... nice.
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You have better self-control than you give yourself credit for. [another true thing, even though he's seen the way instincts have taken over soren's senses. maybe it's because he thinks he himself doesn't have nearly as good control over his own and, in his opinion, he believes he gives in far too easily, much like he'd done when soren climbed in through his window to have sex.
before he can say anything about the whole ike thing, the world burning comment catches his attention first and has his whole face scrunching like he's sucked a lemon. he shakes his head afterward, exhales a sigh then raises a hand to push damp hair off his shoulders.] There are people I wish I could follow too, but for whatever reason, we can't do that because the world won't let us leave with those we care about most.
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[it doesn't matter if sizhui thinks he has self-control. it doesn't change how it feels to lose it, how many times he has when sizhui wasn't looking.
but it's true that despite how convinced he is that no one can match the intensity with which he longs to be with ike, he's not the only one who would be better off with someone else.]
It would be more effective for the Overseer's little project if she would more properly select who stays and who goes. In my case, she can bank on my draconic hormones and the ways in which we can be manipulated... but my draw to him is more natural. It needs no manipulation.
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he huffs a wry laugh, brings his attention back to soren and,] That would make sense and it seems like the Overseer much prefers doing things that don't make sense. Unfortunately, that means taking people away from us right when we're getting used to their presence.
[his lower lip momentarily tucks between his teeth, he wrinkles his nose then exhales a sigh.] I had someone like that on Noctium. [a pause, his expression softening faintly.] Someone that I didn't need to be manipulated into being with. It was like we were soulmates.
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She frustrates me. Were they someone who you met in your new environment?
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Me too. He was, someone I met on accident initially. We became close rather quickly, but that was easy because we came from similar times.
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The only other people I could connect with were my family and, as wonderful as they are, it was different to connect with someone I'd never known. It was... nice.