[ That he can understand all too well. Archer is a man that prefers to bury his past, he noticed that already. Unless it's extreme duress he won't really share.
Still, sometimes, rarely, he does share. And the very act of sharing is another part of forging a connection ]
Still— that's the only story I could tell. All others you already know.
[Archer hums thoughtfully as he continues working on his lover's hairstyle. So he's sending mixed signals, isn't he. Gently he starts rubbing Caster's shoulder.]
I want to hear all your stories. While it's true that I know your story, it lacks the most important part. No one but you can speak about your loved ones, about their smiles, the joy that you shared.
[ Cu leans into the touch, but there's a brief flicker of uncertainty on their Bond. Archer made it clear he does not want to hear about Chaldea, as for the memories of his life... he's good leaving it behind. He's more comfortable talking about them now, but it feels strange to crow tales of own accomplishments, or failures.
Chaldea though, that's more immediate. Especially with the things he had learned, concerns he has. Sometimes he wants to share them with someone as well. ]
They won't be the ones I will be returning to, though. [ If there really is something like returning for them, Servants. But few seem to think of that possibility. Some might long for that. ] I respect your choice—
[ He says and finally moves away from the comforting warmth, long strands of hair slipping away from Archer's fingers ]
But things related to Chaldea weigh on me. I would appreciate if you could hear me out someday, when you're ready.
Cú, wait. [Archer catches his wrist, hold gentle.] I worded it wrong, and I apologize.
[He'd never meant for his words to be taken such way. It's true that he has no wish to learn about himself in Chaldea, but for his Bonded it's part of his story.]
While I have no wish to learn about my own future, Chaldea is a part of your story. This is what I want to hear if you're willing to talk about it.
[ Caster turns around to flick Archer's forehead, his mouth twisting as if he tried not to smile. It's kind of cute when Archer's sulky. But Caster also feels the genuine worry over the Bond, and that he wants to chase away.
He radiates soothing understanding across the link. There there, dragon boy ]
Well, if that's the case, you're gonna regret it one day. I will talk for hours if you let me.
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Still, sometimes, rarely, he does share. And the very act of sharing is another part of forging a connection ]
Still— that's the only story I could tell. All others you already know.
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I want to hear all your stories. While it's true that I know your story, it lacks the most important part. No one but you can speak about your loved ones, about their smiles, the joy that you shared.
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Chaldea though, that's more immediate. Especially with the things he had learned, concerns he has. Sometimes he wants to share them with someone as well. ]
They won't be the ones I will be returning to, though. [ If there really is something like returning for them, Servants. But few seem to think of that possibility. Some might long for that. ] I respect your choice—
[ He says and finally moves away from the comforting warmth, long strands of hair slipping away from Archer's fingers ]
But things related to Chaldea weigh on me. I would appreciate if you could hear me out someday, when you're ready.
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[He'd never meant for his words to be taken such way. It's true that he has no wish to learn about himself in Chaldea, but for his Bonded it's part of his story.]
While I have no wish to learn about my own future, Chaldea is a part of your story. This is what I want to hear if you're willing to talk about it.
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He radiates soothing understanding across the link. There there, dragon boy ]
Well, if that's the case, you're gonna regret it one day. I will talk for hours if you let me.