I will not claim I am not relieved to hear you speak as such.
[And although he knows this is where hope ought dwell, neither can he bring himself to say what he does not believe: that they will return. That this will, in time, seem more like a dream than fresh pain.
They might, yes. But Gabranth has never banked on hope.]
Your place is here. With us. You are needed, as you have always been.
In the interim... [He starts— stops. Not quite certain of his own footing in unfamiliar territory, the patterns of his speech are halting at best. He was not meant for this.
But that does not mean he will not try.] should you have need of my presence, as easement, or.
Should you wish to drink, or spar, I would grant you the trouble of my own attendance.
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[A pause, one lingering detail he seems hesitant to admit:]
Or you with them, if that is what you desire.
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I dunno where they are, exactly. Last letter came back to me unopened.
And I ain't leaving Riftwatch.
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[And although he knows this is where hope ought dwell, neither can he bring himself to say what he does not believe: that they will return. That this will, in time, seem more like a dream than fresh pain.
They might, yes. But Gabranth has never banked on hope.]
Your place is here. With us. You are needed, as you have always been.
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Glad to hear that, man.
Still feel like shit but that'll pass eventually.
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But that does not mean he will not try.] should you have need of my presence, as easement, or.
Should you wish to drink, or spar, I would grant you the trouble of my own attendance.
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Sorry for wakin' you up to deal with my emotional shit.