ic; salt inbox

[ingeniar]

WELCOME TO THE SALTBURNT NETWORK

USERNAME: STARK

text ❖ audio ❖ video

note: this inbox is a choose not to warn experience and may contain nsfw threads

Comments

[rehandle]

[ With something small wound tight in his chest and spinning, spinning, spinning: ]

It's not that I don't want to be there. It's not - it's not a distance thing. I'll be there plenty. And you're both welcome here.

[ingeniar]

[ A brief pause on the line. ]

Sure. I mean, I get it. You're used to doing your lonely wizard stuck in the tower deal. Not trying to stop you doing that when you need to. We all need that sometimes. Just -- I used to be like that, too. Still am sometimes. And then I found out what I'd been missing this whole time. And.. I remember how you looked when we were all, you know, cohabiting for a while back there. Like you'd got to put down something heavy. And I think you deserve to have that too, you know? Even if it means.. getting out of your comfort zone a little.

[rehandle]

[ He's glad he blinded the drone. Glad the only real tell of the moment he needs is the silence on the line. It's not quite enough to save him from you deserve to have that too, but he does his best to keep the time it takes him to properly refill his lungs at below five seconds. ]

... Yeah. Yeah, okay. Heard.

[ Like he's just been scolded, instead of seen. There's a smile in there somewhere, softening resignation into gratitude, even if he's not sure it's made it onto his face. ]

Thanks, Tony.

[ For saying all that. For bearing with him anyway. ]