There was a time when I was the same even with those whom I would otherwise call friends close by. It was the war that changed things, I suppose. Knowing that any battle could be the last for any of us. Fighting alongside each other day after day. It's difficult to keep much distance.
[It's said with a smile as Korra reaches for the bottle. No bothering with a glass at this point, she's not mixing it with anything.]
Yeah, I get it. That kind of thing really bonds people. Not so much of that around here, but...I'll figure my shit out eventually, I always do. It's like a cycle, almost. I get depressed and hermit myself and go 'why bother?' and then I can't take it anymore and decide that it's stupid not to live my life while I'm here. But I'm doing better than last time, I spent half a year in a mud hut in the middle of the woods.
[Felix rolls his eyes. He's not being weird! Whatever. He drinks some more of his rum.]
Mm. Sometimes it seems as though this wandering around of mine is akin to running away. But I don't want to go back yet. When I left in the first place, it was because I couldn't stand to be in that house anymore. Every time I think about returning, I hate the idea.
[And another drink.]
I'm sure Dimitri and Claude think I'm being selfish or something.
I don't think it's selfish. At least not the kind that's bad. You need to heal, you're taking care of yourself. That's important.
[And sometimes hearts took a long time to heal. It wasn't like a cut, where there's a general time frame and the healing can be easily measured. Korra understands it.
And the desire not to go home.]
You can crash here as long as you want, it's just me and the Pokemon.
[You're taking care of yourself. That's important. Is that really true? He's never heard anyone say such a thing before. He peers into his glass thoughtfully, then finishes it off and holds it out to Korra to fill a third time.]
Thank you.
[Then he glances sidelong at her with a bit of a smirk.]
I look forward to beating you in another game of hockey.
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[What does that even mean?]
There was a time when I was the same even with those whom I would otherwise call friends close by. It was the war that changed things, I suppose. Knowing that any battle could be the last for any of us. Fighting alongside each other day after day. It's difficult to keep much distance.
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[It's said with a smile as Korra reaches for the bottle. No bothering with a glass at this point, she's not mixing it with anything.]
Yeah, I get it. That kind of thing really bonds people. Not so much of that around here, but...I'll figure my shit out eventually, I always do. It's like a cycle, almost. I get depressed and hermit myself and go 'why bother?' and then I can't take it anymore and decide that it's stupid not to live my life while I'm here. But I'm doing better than last time, I spent half a year in a mud hut in the middle of the woods.
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Mm. Sometimes it seems as though this wandering around of mine is akin to running away. But I don't want to go back yet. When I left in the first place, it was because I couldn't stand to be in that house anymore. Every time I think about returning, I hate the idea.
[And another drink.]
I'm sure Dimitri and Claude think I'm being selfish or something.
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[And sometimes hearts took a long time to heal. It wasn't like a cut, where there's a general time frame and the healing can be easily measured. Korra understands it.
And the desire not to go home.]
You can crash here as long as you want, it's just me and the Pokemon.
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Thank you.
[Then he glances sidelong at her with a bit of a smirk.]
I look forward to beating you in another game of hockey.