You're not responsible for answering anything that guy asks you.
[A guy Vyng doesn't know at all, probably, but...if it's true he's acting callous or cold about this man's death, there could be a host of reasons behind it. Maybe it's his way of coping. He might be refusing to accept responsibility for whatever crimes he committed while under the influence of the Bloodsport because people weren't in full control of their emotions back then. Or maybe he's just a raging asshole who needs to be knocked down a peg or two. But regardless:]
You're not responsible for his feelings, either.
[That he feels weak hits pretty close to home, though. Vyng has been teetering on the fragile side himself, lately. It's something he's chosen not to examine too deeply...because, inevitably, his mind wanders back to the Summoning Stones. And he's just not in a good place to unpack those feelings and memories right now.
Focusing on the person in front of him is much better. With a low, thoughtful hum, Vyng laces his fingers together on top of the wooden table.]
If you keep coming back — and I totally get that's a big 'if' — what's the worst thing that would happen? If you were, uh, out of commission for awhile, I mean.
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[A guy Vyng doesn't know at all, probably, but...if it's true he's acting callous or cold about this man's death, there could be a host of reasons behind it. Maybe it's his way of coping. He might be refusing to accept responsibility for whatever crimes he committed while under the influence of the Bloodsport because people weren't in full control of their emotions back then. Or maybe he's just a raging asshole who needs to be knocked down a peg or two. But regardless:]
You're not responsible for his feelings, either.
[That he feels weak hits pretty close to home, though. Vyng has been teetering on the fragile side himself, lately. It's something he's chosen not to examine too deeply...because, inevitably, his mind wanders back to the Summoning Stones. And he's just not in a good place to unpack those feelings and memories right now.
Focusing on the person in front of him is much better. With a low, thoughtful hum, Vyng laces his fingers together on top of the wooden table.]
If you keep coming back — and I totally get that's a big 'if' — what's the worst thing that would happen? If you were, uh, out of commission for awhile, I mean.