on moving out of headspace at last.

[starhipped]

.. I refuse to believe that I'm actually here.

Again. 

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[ex_iscariots511]

You wound me. Saying that I don't know you anymore...

[ He closes the distance between them then, hovering now just within an arm's reach. He could touch her, if he so wished. He could touch her, but he doesn't.

He has some manner of self control, after all. ]

You are beautiful, Esther, but so dreadfully stupid. It isn't I who doesn't know you...

[ And he leans forward, as if to divulge a secret. ]

It is you who doesn't know me. And with that in mind, how can you possibly call me a liar?

[starhipped]

I'm not ---!

[How dare he call her stupid. But .. she felt it, sometimes. How could she not see that he had been manipulating and playing with her all along? Why had she trusted him, even after his betrayal?

Why would she continue to look for him, even after he was gone?]

You don't know how to tell the truth, Dietrich. Experiences with you have taught me that!

[Why is he so close? She refuses to back away, instead matching him glare for glare.]

[ex_iscariots511]

[ Glaring? Who's glaring? Certainly not him. If anything at all, he gazes upon her with equal parts fascination and adoration. Esther, Esther, Esther — she always shined her brightest when they were together. Why can't she see...? ]

I was born in the Germanic Kingdom, to a Duke and his beautiful wife.

[ Though nowhere near as beautiful as Esther, of course. ]

But the Duke did not care a thing for his son, you see. And the wretched man, he tried to kill his own flesh and blood.

[ And the truth, as only he knows it: ]

So I murdered him instead.

[ He falls silent then, for a moment, maybe two. ]

Now, do you suppose that is a lie?

[starhipped]

[The fact that he wasn't glaring, he was never angry - no, he always looked at her like that - just made things worse. Even worse than the fact that he was here of all places, here, when the last person she wanted to see was him.]

.. I d-don't ..

[Why was he telling her this? Why didn't he make up a story?]

W-Why would you kill him? He obviously needed help!

[Oh Esther, because everyone can be saved in the light of God, right?]

Why would you tell me this?!