[Ithaqua looks up, then stands, taking a deep breath.
And stares, even if he has to control his knee-jerk response towards anything religious (which is to say, violence). Ginger is right-- the gesture is a cruel one, even if it comes from a place of good.
Eventually he raises a hand, rejecting the gift. It's rude to do so... but he really, really does not want it. He thinks the cruelty of false hope is too much to bear, and he does not want such a thing in Urianger's life, either.]
I know you're only thinking about me. [His voice is raspy.] But I believe that holding onto the past so heavily like that will only cause me to become too dependent on it. I cannot accept this help.
... But you could find another way to help, instead.
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And stares, even if he has to control his knee-jerk response towards anything religious (which is to say, violence). Ginger is right-- the gesture is a cruel one, even if it comes from a place of good.
Eventually he raises a hand, rejecting the gift. It's rude to do so... but he really, really does not want it. He thinks the cruelty of false hope is too much to bear, and he does not want such a thing in Urianger's life, either.]
I know you're only thinking about me. [His voice is raspy.] But I believe that holding onto the past so heavily like that will only cause me to become too dependent on it. I cannot accept this help.
... But you could find another way to help, instead.