( Urianger's lips thin at Thancred's words, a flush of discomfort rising into his cheeks as he continues speaking. )
Nayβ of course not.
( It's an effort, but Urianger finally looks up at his the man sitting across the table. A cold pearl of fear settles low in his stomach as an uncomfortable silence stretches between them; what if Thancred can see it? What if a single glance is enough to reveal the truth of the thing he allowed himself to become? Urianger seems to be waiting for it β he hesitates briefly, his gaze flitting all over Thancred's face for some kind of tell β before finding hismelf faced with the conclusion that whatever he can see in his reflection?
Thancred can't.
Urianger exhales a measured breath. )
It shames me deeply to know that mine actions hath stirred such thoughts within thee.
( And he seems genuinely chastened, as though he hadn't quite considered that Thancred might be anything more than a little bewildered by his absence. The fact that he's caused his friend distress β that he made him think he'd done something wrong β is more than a little upsetting to learn. )
Know that I would not remove myself from your presence unless I considered it of utmost importance.
( A beat. )
I am ... tainted, by memories of mine own making. The person I used to be: his choices, his betrayals ... I see them reflected upon mine own visage as clear as day. A reminder of how little I deserve what thou might extend to me in even the smallest gesture of friendship.
no subject
( Urianger's lips thin at Thancred's words, a flush of discomfort rising into his cheeks as he continues speaking. )
Nayβ of course not.
( It's an effort, but Urianger finally looks up at his the man sitting across the table. A cold pearl of fear settles low in his stomach as an uncomfortable silence stretches between them; what if Thancred can see it? What if a single glance is enough to reveal the truth of the thing he allowed himself to become? Urianger seems to be waiting for it β he hesitates briefly, his gaze flitting all over Thancred's face for some kind of tell β before finding hismelf faced with the conclusion that whatever he can see in his reflection?
Thancred can't.
Urianger exhales a measured breath. )
It shames me deeply to know that mine actions hath stirred such thoughts within thee.
( And he seems genuinely chastened, as though he hadn't quite considered that Thancred might be anything more than a little bewildered by his absence. The fact that he's caused his friend distress β that he made him think he'd done something wrong β is more than a little upsetting to learn. )
Know that I would not remove myself from your presence unless I considered it of utmost importance.
( A beat. )
I am ... tainted, by memories of mine own making. The person I used to be: his choices, his betrayals ... I see them reflected upon mine own visage as clear as day. A reminder of how little I deserve what thou might extend to me in even the smallest gesture of friendship.
( He turns his face away once more. )
I had thought to spare thee from it.