[ The unhappiness in his tone twists it into something rich with sorrow, apologetic and desperate in a way that should be reserved for reality — for the son who awaits him in Egypt, not the beautiful dhampir who doesn't deserve to bear the weight of Set's innate madness. D doesn't refute or correct Set, which means the delusion continues to drift along like a reed in a gentle current. It is not urgent, but it does paint him in such a tenderly miserable light.
He holds the stump of D's arm in his hands, smoothing his thumb over the termination point as though it is a worry stone. Again and again, trying to coax some sort of tenderness into the injury, as if it must be hurting D. Does it hurt him? He remembers his son's pain, Anubis's crying face and pleas for grace. A step closer means he can cradle the arm in his own and smooth a hand over D's bicep, a paternal gesture — one that the hunter might not have any reference for. ]
All I wanted was to keep you safe from him. He used your body to leave Duat, to bait me into attacking him... cursing him. And he just, he left the curse in you. He uses you, Anubis. Please believe me.
sorry d he really is so delusional (d-lusional)
[ The unhappiness in his tone twists it into something rich with sorrow, apologetic and desperate in a way that should be reserved for reality — for the son who awaits him in Egypt, not the beautiful dhampir who doesn't deserve to bear the weight of Set's innate madness. D doesn't refute or correct Set, which means the delusion continues to drift along like a reed in a gentle current. It is not urgent, but it does paint him in such a tenderly miserable light.
He holds the stump of D's arm in his hands, smoothing his thumb over the termination point as though it is a worry stone. Again and again, trying to coax some sort of tenderness into the injury, as if it must be hurting D. Does it hurt him? He remembers his son's pain, Anubis's crying face and pleas for grace. A step closer means he can cradle the arm in his own and smooth a hand over D's bicep, a paternal gesture — one that the hunter might not have any reference for. ]
All I wanted was to keep you safe from him. He used your body to leave Duat, to bait me into attacking him... cursing him. And he just, he left the curse in you. He uses you, Anubis. Please believe me.