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 Posted: Tue May 31, 2022 9:38 am
Kamacite was frozen in place. Even as his face continued to burn red, he couldn’t just leave when he was told by Faustite that he didn’t have to, and even asked by Axinite to stay. How could he leave when they both seemed like they didn’t want him to go?
He shifted awkwardly, but eventually lowered himself back down into his chair. He shook his head at Faustite, not wanting him to think he said anything wrong! It wasn’t that, it was just Kamacite’s own illusion that he’d made for himself that he ended up getting swept up into.
Of course Axinite thought of them as friends, he’d told him as much before. And of course he would consider Faustite a friend as well, especially after how upset he’d been when he thought Faustite had been killed, and how relieved he’d been when Kamacite managed to tell him that Faustite was actually alive.
He knew that Axinite had a lot of trauma he’d experienced, and that it wasn’t always easy for him, but he was always there when they needed him to be. And when he said he was trying to do better and be better, Kamacite believed him.
“I’m grateful to have both of you as well,” he said quietly, because even if he was embarrassed, he did truly appreciate both of them for being in his life.
Faustite had known him longer, of course, had seen him at his most comfortable before everything came crashing down. He was still building himself back up from the absence of his friends, but it was getting better, especially with Faustite having been back.
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Posted: Wed Jun 08, 2022 5:35 pm
Faustite tapped a knuckle against his chin. It was rare for him to hear that word being tossed around — friend was a phrase that precious few ascribed to him — and he was hesitant for it. Not that he spurned the idea of being friends with Axinite, but if they called each other friend and something happened to one of them, would it hurt worse, knowing that they acknowledged a friendship beyond camaraderie?
And what about Kamacite? He looked like a ghost of his old self when Faustite found him after staying in the Rift. Looked like he'd wasted away, and could hardly believe what he saw when Faustite showed up again. However honored he was, however grateful, would he survive that kind of thing?
Or did Axinite likewise trust them to understand the transience of this friendship, in full light of a war? Faustite expected that, among the three of them, Axinite had the wisdom and foresight to think that far ahead. To calculate the worst case scenario and still put forth those terms, in spite of what could happen to each of them.
He looked up at Kamacite when he heard his response, and smiled. It was only a twitch of a few muscles, but it was recognizable on his thin face.
Faustite offered no response, as all he had to say was evident in his actions. Though their meeting was mandated, and Kamacite's arrival was unforeseen, the obligation turned out pleasant. He was relieved to have reconnected with Axinite, and was likewise gladdened to see Kamacite forging friendships of his own. In the wake of a hard-won battle, they still had the wherewithal to depend on each other.
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