[have a pat on the hand- sorry for ruining your haunted house dreams.
the lack of immediate condemnation eases him a touch, though it makes his guilt spike too. he's self aware enough to understand overly drawn out self flagellation will help exactly no one but it's still a difficult instinct to kick.]
I spread her ashes where I used to see her play when we were children. I suppose that is appropriate? In truth I found funerals and remembrance a largely unwieldy affair before- all of this.
[no weird tomb gardens, sadly. after a pause he lets his forehead slump on pal's shoulder, a little awkward with the positioning but calming nonetheless.]
[Sure, killing someone through sheer carelessness - lock your doors, Viktor, babe - is a crime, but Palamedes isn't as worried about that as he is about the persistent guilt and general bad feelings. If this... sentient hungry magic thing had been something Viktor had meant to rope other people into, on the other hand...
But, well! Objectively, he did not! So there's no condemnation from Palamedes here, besides the vague hindsight that maybe he ought to have locked the door more effectively. So- and they need to get Viktor actually out of this pod sometime tonight, but apparently not yet- he shifts to squeeze around Viktor's shoulders and give him an awkwardly-angled kiss on the top of the head. Hey, sulky.]
I don't know how much this will help, but... you know, she could turn up here one day. [remember how they are both definitely-probably dead] At the very least, you could talk it out.
[he's not sure it helps exactly but it is something. it's good? that she'd could get another chance at a life. she deserved, far more than several here if he was being entirely honest with himself. he tries not to think of life in terms of worth and price but the unerringly human part of him always defaults.
(and something something maybe humanity needed to evolve thoughts, which he mostly pushes aside. thank god for good influences.)
a long breath and he looks back to pal, nods.] Maybe that shower is in order. That and cleaning this mess- I'd like to run some tests on the material, I admit. I have a thousand questions and I doubt more than three will be answered.
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the lack of immediate condemnation eases him a touch, though it makes his guilt spike too. he's self aware enough to understand overly drawn out self flagellation will help exactly no one but it's still a difficult instinct to kick.]
I spread her ashes where I used to see her play when we were children. I suppose that is appropriate? In truth I found funerals and remembrance a largely unwieldy affair before- all of this.
[no weird tomb gardens, sadly. after a pause he lets his forehead slump on pal's shoulder, a little awkward with the positioning but calming nonetheless.]
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Oh. Admittedly, that was my only idea.
[Sure, killing someone through sheer carelessness - lock your doors, Viktor, babe - is a crime, but Palamedes isn't as worried about that as he is about the persistent guilt and general bad feelings. If this... sentient hungry magic thing had been something Viktor had meant to rope other people into, on the other hand...
But, well! Objectively, he did not! So there's no condemnation from Palamedes here, besides the vague hindsight that maybe he ought to have locked the door more effectively. So- and they need to get Viktor actually out of this pod sometime tonight, but apparently not yet- he shifts to squeeze around Viktor's shoulders and give him an awkwardly-angled kiss on the top of the head. Hey, sulky.]
I don't know how much this will help, but... you know, she could turn up here one day. [remember how they are both definitely-probably dead] At the very least, you could talk it out.
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(and something something maybe humanity needed to evolve thoughts, which he mostly pushes aside. thank god for good influences.)
a long breath and he looks back to pal, nods.] Maybe that shower is in order. That and cleaning this mess- I'd like to run some tests on the material, I admit. I have a thousand questions and I doubt more than three will be answered.