( Why...? What did he do wrong? She came over to celebrate their meeting, so why was she getting so angry with him out of nowhere? Shealtiel's mind races as he steps out to find her, eyes centering in on that burnt handprint now in his treehouse wall. )
I know you're not!
( He's been in those shoes, feeling like he was being treated as helpless, or like a child. For a moment, he pictures Luciferen, and it makes his chest tighten in pain. No. It's different. He's not being like him at all. He's never tried to force Azula one way or another, he's always been open to listening to her, even now...! )
But you look like you're in pain, and you just left a handprint on my wall! Am I supposed to pretend that's normal?!
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Date: 2023-07-26 06:19 am (UTC)I know you're not!
( He's been in those shoes, feeling like he was being treated as helpless, or like a child. For a moment, he pictures Luciferen, and it makes his chest tighten in pain. No. It's different. He's not being like him at all. He's never tried to force Azula one way or another, he's always been open to listening to her, even now...! )
But you look like you're in pain, and you just left a handprint on my wall! Am I supposed to pretend that's normal?!