[Elidibus is not wrong, but truth be told, Hythlodaeus had wondered if he need spare Elidibus as well. He had slept those 12,000 years away, but Themis... Both time and the Many had taken much from him leading up to his death.
He would have understood completely if Elidibus had preferred to leave such things behind, to open those wounds up another day, if ever again.
But still he speaks, and Hythlodaeus inclines his head as he listens, the edge of his cup hovering near his lips, the heat and scent grounding him to this world even as Elidibus's world brings him back to their own.]
...Indeed. Though nowhere near the extent that you must have felt, I... I too remember the edges of my "self" fraying. Wholly myself at one moment, and one amongst the mourning many the next. My hope, their grief, and a thousand, thousand wishes besides...
That you managed to cling to aught of yourself for any period of time after is nothing short of astounding.
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He would have understood completely if Elidibus had preferred to leave such things behind, to open those wounds up another day, if ever again.
But still he speaks, and Hythlodaeus inclines his head as he listens, the edge of his cup hovering near his lips, the heat and scent grounding him to this world even as Elidibus's world brings him back to their own.]
...Indeed. Though nowhere near the extent that you must have felt, I... I too remember the edges of my "self" fraying. Wholly myself at one moment, and one amongst the mourning many the next. My hope, their grief, and a thousand, thousand wishes besides...
That you managed to cling to aught of yourself for any period of time after is nothing short of astounding.