He's only lost one serious lover before, and it had been unexpected. There'd been no warning they were taking Karl away until it was happening. And then the next time Anders had seen him, the last time... He wishes he'd had the thought to kiss Karl one final time, but everything had happened too fast and it would have been worse to kiss a Tranquil than never taste Karl's lips again.
"Sweet if bitter. That sounds like vast portions of my life." More bitter, really. But he'd found pieces of sweetness, and this one in particular.
He angles toward her room; there's a chance Nate is in theirs and he'd rather not impose there more than he already has. Beyond that, there's a chance of his request of Isabela slipping out, and he doesn't want Nate to be prepared for her denial.
"At least you'll remember my skills in bed. As long as some people remember me for my electricity thing, I don't think I'll mind so much." He will. He'll mind dying a great deal, because he'd never truly had a chance at a life that was his alone.
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"Sweet if bitter. That sounds like vast portions of my life." More bitter, really. But he'd found pieces of sweetness, and this one in particular.
He angles toward her room; there's a chance Nate is in theirs and he'd rather not impose there more than he already has. Beyond that, there's a chance of his request of Isabela slipping out, and he doesn't want Nate to be prepared for her denial.
"At least you'll remember my skills in bed. As long as some people remember me for my electricity thing, I don't think I'll mind so much." He will. He'll mind dying a great deal, because he'd never truly had a chance at a life that was his alone.