[Lance frowns slightly when Keith pulls away like that, but he doesn't comment or try to hold on. From what he can tell in that brief moment it's fine… probably. He looks down as Keith presses the fabric into his tail and for the first time in a while, wishes he could just… shift to human. Being a feral fish has been easier, nice to get lost in. But now he's sort of stuck on the docks until that heals and being out of the water too long isn't great.
He also knows he's been dealing with surges of corruption for some time and perhaps that hasn't helped. Right now, the corruption clouding his head is somehow lower than he remembers from a couple weeks ago. Perhaps that's because he'd shedded to this form and before that… before that maybe his pre-shedded self was in a better place? He doesn't know, this is all so confusing.
Maybe it is better if Keith just leaves this time. He's been avoiding him anyway, right? But he knows now that he's been causing Keith distress because he doesn't know how to be around him without feeling like his heart is being shredded. And when his emotions get out of control, well…
In this form, it's the feral side that gets out of hand. When he's back to himself, he'll consider going feral better than going supernova. Still not ideal, but…
Either way, being cold or being combative is easier than letting himself feel all the things that trigger the worst. He can control being distanced, he can control being combative… he can't control grief. And he knows that Keith struggles in his own ways for his own reasons, being an empath helps him see that even clearer.]
You don't have to say you're sorry for asking why I was being a jerk. [He says softly, voice a bit hoarse. He already apologized for said jerk behavior, so he doesn't do so again, instead going for clearing a couple things up.] Keith… I don't hate you. I'm not even really mad at you for leaving, and definitely not for forgetting… and you didn't fail.
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He also knows he's been dealing with surges of corruption for some time and perhaps that hasn't helped. Right now, the corruption clouding his head is somehow lower than he remembers from a couple weeks ago. Perhaps that's because he'd shedded to this form and before that… before that maybe his pre-shedded self was in a better place? He doesn't know, this is all so confusing.
Maybe it is better if Keith just leaves this time. He's been avoiding him anyway, right? But he knows now that he's been causing Keith distress because he doesn't know how to be around him without feeling like his heart is being shredded. And when his emotions get out of control, well…
In this form, it's the feral side that gets out of hand. When he's back to himself, he'll consider going feral better than going supernova. Still not ideal, but…
Either way, being cold or being combative is easier than letting himself feel all the things that trigger the worst. He can control being distanced, he can control being combative… he can't control grief. And he knows that Keith struggles in his own ways for his own reasons, being an empath helps him see that even clearer.]
You don't have to say you're sorry for asking why I was being a jerk. [He says softly, voice a bit hoarse. He already apologized for said jerk behavior, so he doesn't do so again, instead going for clearing a couple things up.] Keith… I don't hate you. I'm not even really mad at you for leaving, and definitely not for forgetting… and you didn't fail.