tyrian turns away from the mirror and runs a hand through his hair, undoing what remains of the braid to let it fall over his shoulders. he still seems worried, still concerned, but he offers the doctor a smile anyway.
❛ of course i kept it, ❜ he says. ❛ it was a gift. ❜
one of the earliest interactions between them, actually. tyrian was still a child and watts had offered him the wind-up grimm to help the boy get accustomed to the strange world around them. it fit so p e r f e c t l y on his shelf that the toy had simply remained after all these years.
tyrian moves from the vanity to the bed, seating himself on the edge of the mattress.
❛ you… watts? ❜ he begins. ❛ are you upset with me? ❜
he palmed the wind-up toy in contemplation for a moment longer, head shaking in disbelief that tyrian truly had kept it; smile warm and remaining a touch longer before the reason why he had visited whispered in the back of his mind. lips dropped to a thin line, he neatly settled the mock-grimm in it’s place before moving to join the faunus at the bed.
hesitation held back his words, chained the topic in his mind -- kept it there in the forefront. how exactly was he going to begin this? no matter how many times he’d run in a circle in his mind the moment he decided on a course of action, tyrian’s blind loyalty knocked him asunder.
his fingers curl into the soft material of the bed and blankets, eyes searching the other’s face before brows steeped in brief confusion.
“upset with you? why would i ever..”
a pause, a realization. right, him entering like this likely did not send the right message. shaking his head, he turned towards him, hands reaching to gently clasp his shoulders, pulling him close for a chaste kiss along the temple of his forehead.
“ -- absolutely not, i could never. no, i’m here for a.. long overdue
chat. about.. our lady’s .. treatment of you.”
there was always a brimming paranoia that seized his actions the moment he began to speak of salem out of her presence, as if suddenly she could hear every word and see every thing. it was going to be difficult to walk through the conversation, for the both of them.
“you were.. a lot younger when i first tried to talk to you about it and -- perhaps i have
no position on this for simply, standing by and letting her -- but, it’s.. it’s not
acceptable, tyrian. what she has done and will continue to do.”
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