She's surely still familiar with the sound of Myr finding his way around with careful steps and staff. With the way he reaches cautiously to find the trellis and its flapping tarp with a hand, to make himself certain of the structure he can't see. He knows--this is probably a one-sided conversation he shouldn't be privy to, and so waits once he's said her name, blindfolded face turned aside to demonstrate deliberate inattention in the Circle mode.
"Are you talking to--" It's strange; Sina shouldn't be hard to say a year out. The grief has aged, no longer the heart-tearing sort of thing that still haunted after him for Evrion's sake. It never had been quite the same to begin with: They'd known beforehand with Sina. And his last glimpse of her had let his heart believe she'd only gone away for a while, was simply off gardening in a far fairer land than Kirkwall, to return to them when she'd time.
i [quiet sobbing]
She's surely still familiar with the sound of Myr finding his way around with careful steps and staff. With the way he reaches cautiously to find the trellis and its flapping tarp with a hand, to make himself certain of the structure he can't see. He knows--this is probably a one-sided conversation he shouldn't be privy to, and so waits once he's said her name, blindfolded face turned aside to demonstrate deliberate inattention in the Circle mode.
"Are you talking to--" It's strange; Sina shouldn't be hard to say a year out. The grief has aged, no longer the heart-tearing sort of thing that still haunted after him for Evrion's sake. It never had been quite the same to begin with: They'd known beforehand with Sina. And his last glimpse of her had let his heart believe she'd only gone away for a while, was simply off gardening in a far fairer land than Kirkwall, to return to them when she'd time.
"Is Sina with you?"