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Tiberii · 5/9/2025, 8:54 PM

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There was no light in Hexx's eyes as they spoke of his past. No fondness.

Tiberii tried to search that granite face ... vulnerability and curiosity present within her own features as she blinked softly toward him. The world rippled into silence around them, the soft crunching of their paws in the snow the only reprieve as Hexx tore his gaze away. Tiberii would frown, uncertain, and feeling suddenly guilty. "He had a reputation; a lot of knowledge and power and a lot of respect." Hexx was disappearing into his own mind, at war with himself as he retreated behind a solid wall.

He was protecting himself against his past.

Against Tiberii.

"My father was a cruel man and training under his hand was such ─ as his only son there was no patience to be had."

Tiberii would continue walking, keeping pace and respectfully pulling her gaze away from Hexx's only for a few moments to give him some privacy. " ...don't pity me," he would conclude, and Tiberii would press her ears forward, returning her gaze gently toward him. No pity, she promised, half-smiling in case he decided to look at her. Just respect, she continued, assuring him with a renewed strength to her voice.

Yer a good man, Hexx, she'd add, hoping her rough way of comfort was coming through to her friend the way she hoped. A good friend. She'd smile. Even if Hexx's father was a bad man, that didn't mean Hexx was the same as him. Even if Hexx had learned from a warlord, that didn't damn Hexx to the same fate.

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