#roll: 2

[annularity]

🍪 + 4

Of all people, for his lord sage to approach him with this game, Zelgius is obligated to comply. Not for any sense of duty, really; but out of respect. As always, he will humor him. He will humor him no matter how many times it is asked of him.

"..."

He attaches himself, then waits for Sephiran to take the first bite. He bites second, a small portion, keeping to the pace his lord sage sets. In his mouth, he barely registers the sweet chocolate of the biscuit. As with many of his senses, his taste has dulled, relevant to his life no longer. His second bite is similarly uniform.

Their lips move quite close together. Zelgius bites again. It snaps.

"..."

As long as his lord sage is content.

[clonewarheroes]

"Yea...For the record I don't usually need this much encouragement to figure this stuff out," sighed Tyro, shifting uncomfortably. It didn't sound like Gavyn was angry however or like he had given up on him. That was good of him. He looked away after that though, Gavyn didn't know just how much encouragement he had. He closed his eyes tightly trying to center himself without the force past the haze of pain before realizing how sarcastic he had sounded. Gavyn had been nothing but nice to him. "I mean...I pick up stuff fast...that's what I meant...It was reckless...I get it, I get why...I just wanted to...I didn't want people to get hurt...to die. I see now how that was short sighted but I could feel their pain and I knew I could do something to stop it...and it felt like it would be selfish not to because how could I just let them die when there was still something left I could do and I know that's not good in the long run because I can't help others if I do that and I get it now and I know I overdid it and well I probably couldn't even do it again if I wanted to because I can't..." he hiccuped a sharp breath "I can't even use the force anymore..." he wanted to cry but he just didn't have the strength. Instead he looked up to Gavyn desperately, panting for breath.