[ as far as belial is concerned, pity is condescending and sympathy is invasive; sandalphon is right in thinking that he doesn't want either.
grief is a complicated process. back then he'd talk to the decapitated head he'd carefully preserved in a jar, holding one-sided conversatons about whatever he'd been up to that day, sometimes teasing him for 'ignoring' him as usual. perhaps it wasn't the most healthy or sane way to work through the loss, but it helped him remain focused on his goal of brinng him back even if it would take him centuries.
this time lucilius is gone and there's nothing that can be done about it; it's the kind of finality that forces him to actually deal with the reality of death instead of chasing ways to circumvent it. he honestly feels more empty than anything else, unsure of what the hell he's supposed to do with his life without lucilius in it.
not wanting to dwell on the subject further, he breaks the silence before any more tension or awkwardness get the chance to build: ]
O—kay, let's talk before we get started, then. [ he drawls in a silky tone, stepping closer, eyes lighting up with a hungry glint that's completely unlike the heavy look from moments ago. ]
Any questions, requests, things you'd like me to avoid? I intend to stay on the vanilla side of things since it's your first time and all, but I gotta ask.
[ as fun as it would be to just charm him already and do all manners of dirty things with him, he needs to know what boundaries he needs to work within or sandalphon will never agree to do this with him again. ]
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grief is a complicated process. back then he'd talk to the decapitated head he'd carefully preserved in a jar, holding one-sided conversatons about whatever he'd been up to that day, sometimes teasing him for 'ignoring' him as usual. perhaps it wasn't the most healthy or sane way to work through the loss, but it helped him remain focused on his goal of brinng him back even if it would take him centuries.
this time lucilius is gone and there's nothing that can be done about it; it's the kind of finality that forces him to actually deal with the reality of death instead of chasing ways to circumvent it. he honestly feels more empty than anything else, unsure of what the hell he's supposed to do with his life without lucilius in it.
not wanting to dwell on the subject further, he breaks the silence before any more tension or awkwardness get the chance to build: ]
O—kay, let's talk before we get started, then. [ he drawls in a silky tone, stepping closer, eyes lighting up with a hungry glint that's completely unlike the heavy look from moments ago. ]
Any questions, requests, things you'd like me to avoid? I intend to stay on the vanilla side of things since it's your first time and all, but I gotta ask.
[ as fun as it would be to just charm him already and do all manners of dirty things with him, he needs to know what boundaries he needs to work within or sandalphon will never agree to do this with him again. ]