( @kosynkas ) IS IT LONELY IN THE WALLS YOU BUILT FOR YOURSELF? ( cont. )
aria is . . . keen. an air of sentimentality he’s not accustomed to. in truth he hadn’t counted on it —— never even gave it a passing thought. but now he’s faced with the question, he weighs his options, and is faced with a second; why would they? for what reason? glaz shoots a glance, that ever-deadpan stare of his, like there’s nothing beneath the stiffness of his gaze when in actuality there’s a universe of his own tucked away in a guarded, cerebral pocket.
‘ —— i don’t know. ’ spoken with conviction because he doesn’t know. a job is nothing more than a job. they’re from different places, different worlds,he can’t think of a single thing to lay the foundation for common ground. or maybe he’s not trying hard enough. he does it with everyone who’s ever crossed paths with him; and he knows it.but he can’t stop himself. not for anyone. ‘ i wouldn’t count on it. ’
Aria wishes they could understand what thoughts went through Timur’s head. What did the man who could see the tiniest of details think? What would he ignore? What would he focus too much on? Under his gaze, Aria would think what he would see could he only see the surface of themselves or look deeper and see they’re just as SCARED as the rest of them? Aria has so many questions to ask him, but they FEAR it will only push him away after all the work they’ve done to inch closer to him.
“ That is a... cynical answer, Timur. ” They laugh softly to wave away the tense air. “ Most people would say ‘oh, of course we’ll see each other again. I’ll be waiting right here for you!” Aria gives him an amused smile. “ I’ll be gone for two weeks at most. Try not to miss me too much... and definitely try not to die. ”
