Guess it would be impossible for him not to hear...
[ Especially since he's certain Will wouldn't be able to time when these attacks occur. Heismay would also know better than to break his trust by telling anyone else; he is the kind of figure that will protect and shelter anyone until they are ready themselves. ]
While I understand those feelings some... [ Strohl pauses, fingers tapping lightly on his shoulders; he realizes they're still close but hasn't pulled away. It feels wrong to - more than any action that he could do. ] ... that name and this is yours. But if you feel more yourself as "Will"... there's nothing else to say, is there?
[ He lightly shakes his head side-to-side when he says that he tricked everyone into thinking he was someone who didn't exist. His hands grip tighter onto him, afraid that he might truly fade away. Maybe, that, too, is why he can't pull himself away.
But he does feel some relief when he admits their journey and who he is is real. ]
You can lean on me as much as you want... as much as you need. The heavens only know how often I have relied on you even when I knew you had your own struggles and troubles. [ He runs his tongue over his lips. ] Yet you cared and looked after us as we fumbled through. I'm certain I'm not the only one who would attribute knowing you as to why they could change into someone they're proud of being, Will.
Little by little, you've changed all of our lives for the better... you've changed us for the better... you carried the weight of saving yourself, the kingdom, and- and - fighting to be king... to being king... you let us support you with these duties and tasks, but still, I fear you let yourself stand alone.
[ His mouth offers a sad smile. ] Much like myself. I anguish alone rather than want to worry others... because there is still so, so much more to do, but... what are we if not friends? If not companions? If ... if not precious to one another?
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[ Especially since he's certain Will wouldn't be able to time when these attacks occur. Heismay would also know better than to break his trust by telling anyone else; he is the kind of figure that will protect and shelter anyone until they are ready themselves. ]
While I understand those feelings some... [ Strohl pauses, fingers tapping lightly on his shoulders; he realizes they're still close but hasn't pulled away. It feels wrong to - more than any action that he could do. ] ... that name and this is yours. But if you feel more yourself as "Will"... there's nothing else to say, is there?
[ He lightly shakes his head side-to-side when he says that he tricked everyone into thinking he was someone who didn't exist. His hands grip tighter onto him, afraid that he might truly fade away. Maybe, that, too, is why he can't pull himself away.
But he does feel some relief when he admits their journey and who he is is real. ]
You can lean on me as much as you want... as much as you need. The heavens only know how often I have relied on you even when I knew you had your own struggles and troubles. [ He runs his tongue over his lips. ] Yet you cared and looked after us as we fumbled through. I'm certain I'm not the only one who would attribute knowing you as to why they could change into someone they're proud of being, Will.
Little by little, you've changed all of our lives for the better... you've changed us for the better... you carried the weight of saving yourself, the kingdom, and- and - fighting to be king... to being king... you let us support you with these duties and tasks, but still, I fear you let yourself stand alone.
[ His mouth offers a sad smile. ] Much like myself. I anguish alone rather than want to worry others... because there is still so, so much more to do, but... what are we if not friends? If not companions? If ... if not precious to one another?