dear_mun | (no subject)

[ No nostalgia over children. ]

Are you... a teacher there?

[Oh, how Caim just wants to smile about that. He supposes he'll be honest, however.]

I am an assistant to another professor. It seems when I mentioned 'flying', they interpreted it not for dragons. I assist a 'piloting' tutelage.

Piloting... like the Empire's airships?

A bit, yes.

[His mouth twists at the very thought of the Empire.]

How are you fairing?

......

[He's not sure how to answer this.]

As well as can be expected.

[We'll skip past the idea that he's been murdering people in the town and the school. And that he recently put the school's mascot from the lake on display in different pieces.]

[ And he reaches out to set his hand on Caim's shoulder. ]

It brings me great joy to hear this for I believe there was a time that you would not have even be able to say this much.

[Oh. You're touching him. Uh...

Caim refrains from dusting the hand off.]

There are few present who understand me.

Is that so?

That is good. It would be sad if you had to stand alone.

I can do well enough by my own.

[And that's his pride speaking.]

What of you?

That is a good question.

The one moment that I was alone was the time I was the weakest. I have not be alone since, but now that I am... perhaps, I can say I will be all right.

Old fools suffer greater than the rest of us. But two suffering is greater than one.

This is true.

There is solace to be found in old friends.

The only way from here is up.

I'm glad that there is something that you hope for, Caim, beyond blood.

I am easier to sate than you are. I need little more than blood.

[ Sigh. Back to square one. ]

[Didn't you miss your buddy?

Caim gives a wry smile.]

Still, you have changed since I have seen you.

My allowances do not extend to killing freely.

I would like to think that you killed freely but that there was always a purpose for it.

Even if said purpose is revenge?

That is better than no reason and means that there will be an end.

Says a man who knows not revenge in his heart.

What good would it do me to hold such poison in my soul?