[ Usually X’rhun is content to part ways with people. His lifestyle has been one of solitude for a long time, and though he’ll partner up with someone— like he did with Alisaie, like he did with Arya and the Warrior— but in the end, he always walks away to continue his wanderings, knowing that his charges and friends will be just fine without him.
Here, it’s different. Here, they have nothing to go back to. They live in strange homes on a strange world. Everything and everyone they knew is gone, destroyed or sleeping on some faraway space station. He supposes he could learn to live with that, were he the only one, but the way Alisaie ran to him, the way she clung to his arms as though she were unsure he was even real, and the way she smiled, it broke his heart. It threw everything about how desolate their situation is into sharp relief, and he… he feels responsible for her. He was only her mentor for a short while, but right now, he’s all she has.
And she, in turn, is all he has. ]
My dear, you look as though a stiff breeze would topple you. You’ll be going right to bed and I’ll hear no arguments.
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Here, it’s different. Here, they have nothing to go back to. They live in strange homes on a strange world. Everything and everyone they knew is gone, destroyed or sleeping on some faraway space station. He supposes he could learn to live with that, were he the only one, but the way Alisaie ran to him, the way she clung to his arms as though she were unsure he was even real, and the way she smiled, it broke his heart. It threw everything about how desolate their situation is into sharp relief, and he… he feels responsible for her. He was only her mentor for a short while, but right now, he’s all she has.
And she, in turn, is all he has. ]
My dear, you look as though a stiff breeze would topple you. You’ll be going right to bed and I’ll hear no arguments.