[ For a moment there, Cedrik is right there with him, empathizing with Augustine's concerns. He nods in response to the sigh as he gets back to wrapping up the dhampir's hand. Opening up to someone so fully, being vulnerable in a way that surpasses any sort of 'conventional' intimacy...it's terrifying. Which is silly, isn't it? He is...he was the Warrior of Light, Champion of Eorzea, so on and so forth, and he's so afraid of being hurt it's paralyzing.
Except it's not the usual pain. Those Tethers are far too precious to put at risk. What if they're damaged? What if they're broken and forever lost?
...he can't. Not again.
So when Augustine starts to ask 'who', Cedrik understands...at least he thought he did. ]
'Want'...?
[ Cedrik is genuinely baffled. ]
Augustine...that's the most nonsensical thing I've ever heard.
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Except it's not the usual pain. Those Tethers are far too precious to put at risk. What if they're damaged? What if they're broken and forever lost?
...he can't. Not again.
So when Augustine starts to ask 'who', Cedrik understands...at least he thought he did. ]
'Want'...?
[ Cedrik is genuinely baffled. ]
Augustine...that's the most nonsensical thing I've ever heard.