[ Can they really grow? Aren't they just shadows of stories a long time gone? Back in their world, it's an honour to fight, but here— Caster pushes aside his own questions. He's honoured, really. For having Enkidu open up and trust with their feelings to him is something he will treasure. The ointment indeed drains magic of their body and Cú... does pull and tugs using its effects. The process of cycling magic must be a willing one, so he can't take much— but what he can, might take a bit off that overload. Lessen the burden. Normally, witch and witch bonds are frowned upon because of tight control it requires to maintain them.
But he got two Monsters (precious people) anchored to him, he can take a bit more and have it leveled with ease. Along with the tension of their body, ease the tension of their mind, is the only thing he can do. For he knows his words while coming from a place of genuine care, might be seen as a blow.
In the end he was always am honest but blunt man. ]
The answer is something you need to figure out for yourself, not me. We might have come from different places and different times, but I can see your heart is big and clear. Your friend, your king, he can never be replaced. [ That's something he agrees on. Just like his own wife, his friend, his mentor and his blood-brother are all people that cannot have their places taken. And if someone would try, he would take a great offense at it. ] But he lived the rest of his life after your death, not alone, but as a king to his men.
[ Otherwise he wouldn't be a good king — no king is truly alone, or rather, he falls when he gets to that point. And whatever his personal thoughts about Gilgamesh could be, there is no denying that this man has written himself in history as someone who grew to be a great king ] Forging a new connection with someone does not equal forfeiting or replacing one that is already there. Maybe that's something to think about, alas—
[ Draining this bit of Enkidu's magic, drains also his pain and the melancholy of this kind is as beautiful, as it could be poison. It reminds him of his own time when the overflowing magic made every emotion intense— and longing for someone outside his reach, instead of just painful and melancholic it was a pain that wrecked his very being. Servants are stories finished and done, yet here they are granted life and free will again and that—
—that can be troubling to ridiculous extent.
Not every Servant has unfinished business, not every Servant wants another chance at life. Some of them are content when they are and this world shakes their very core. But it's a personal journey to find that meaning again. A guide is there to help, not to make a decision for someone. Cú leans down again, giving into a sudden temptation— he brushes his lips against Enkidu's neck. A ghost of a touch barely felt probable ]
Do not fall apart just yet. And if you need any kind of help to keep you grounded.
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Date: 2019-12-11 09:18 pm (UTC)But he got two Monsters (precious people) anchored to him, he can take a bit more and have it leveled with ease. Along with the tension of their body, ease the tension of their mind, is the only thing he can do. For he knows his words while coming from a place of genuine care, might be seen as a blow.
In the end he was always am honest but blunt man. ]
The answer is something you need to figure out for yourself, not me. We might have come from different places and different times, but I can see your heart is big and clear. Your friend, your king, he can never be replaced. [ That's something he agrees on. Just like his own wife, his friend, his mentor and his blood-brother are all people that cannot have their places taken. And if someone would try, he would take a great offense at it. ] But he lived the rest of his life after your death, not alone, but as a king to his men.
[ Otherwise he wouldn't be a good king — no king is truly alone, or rather, he falls when he gets to that point. And whatever his personal thoughts about Gilgamesh could be, there is no denying that this man has written himself in history as someone who grew to be a great king ] Forging a new connection with someone does not equal forfeiting or replacing one that is already there. Maybe that's something to think about, alas—
[ Draining this bit of Enkidu's magic, drains also his pain and the melancholy of this kind is as beautiful, as it could be poison. It reminds him of his own time when the overflowing magic made every emotion intense— and longing for someone outside his reach, instead of just painful and melancholic it was a pain that wrecked his very being. Servants are stories finished and done, yet here they are granted life and free will again and that—
—that can be troubling to ridiculous extent.
Not every Servant has unfinished business, not every Servant wants another chance at life. Some of them are content when they are and this world shakes their very core. But it's a personal journey to find that meaning again. A guide is there to help, not to make a decision for someone. Cú leans down again, giving into a sudden temptation— he brushes his lips against Enkidu's neck. A ghost of a touch barely felt probable ]
Do not fall apart just yet. And if you need any kind of help to keep you grounded.
[ Just give him a call, or something ]