His effort to hide his face again is thwarted by the way the fabric snags on the jagged ruin of his ear, but it is clearly too late regardless - Felih knows, and the sound of his name on his lips after so long cuts through his crystal heart like a dagger and he freezes completely, hands fixed on his hood in the middle of pulling it over him.
"Don't call me that," he says, voice almost inaudibly quiet. This discovery was the one thing he feared the most - that Felih would find himself heartbroken and betrayed by his once dear friend, and face what had become of him. Hurt, betrayal, heartache... all the things he never wanted to inflict upon someone he still loved so much. Better he remain a callous, cruel stranger, Felih completely ignorant of the truth. After all, after so very long, it was barely even a lie.
After a long moment he draws himself to his feet, allowing his hood to fall over his shoulders, knowing it is too late to hide but refusing to make eye contact.
"How can you look at me and think for one moment that I am still him? Be gone with you."
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Date: 2021-02-12 01:47 am (UTC)"Don't call me that," he says, voice almost inaudibly quiet. This discovery was the one thing he feared the most - that Felih would find himself heartbroken and betrayed by his once dear friend, and face what had become of him. Hurt, betrayal, heartache... all the things he never wanted to inflict upon someone he still loved so much. Better he remain a callous, cruel stranger, Felih completely ignorant of the truth. After all, after so very long, it was barely even a lie.
After a long moment he draws himself to his feet, allowing his hood to fall over his shoulders, knowing it is too late to hide but refusing to make eye contact.
"How can you look at me and think for one moment that I am still him? Be gone with you."