Visiting Svava

[mogget_cat]

It's been nearly a week since his nightmare.

Some time late in the afternoon, Yrael pads on bare feet down the corridor to the familiar door of Svava and Archie's home.

Yrael knocks the same way he always does, two evenly-spaced knocks at chest-height. Never too loud, in case Moira is asleep.

Comments

[mogget_cat]

"It worries me, sometimes," he admits, resting his head on hers, "to think that, were I forced to choose, I would choose my friends over the freedom I sought so long."

Yrael continues, quietly. "But... I think I've realized, now. To be completely free is to have nothing left to lose."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"No home, no friends, nothing." She shakes her head.

"You're not free, and those things aren't free- they all have a price. But I know that I for one am willing to pay it, over and over." Quietly. "And its not a choice they ever let you have, before."

[mogget_cat]

"I..." he starts, but pauses. Deciding this does not stop him from hurting. It only sets him on the path.

"I am glad to have that choice, now."

"And for the chance to learn how to make that choice."

He has been set on the path, but it is up to him to walk it.

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava smiles faintly, putting her arm back around Yrael. "It- its not something you'll figure out overnight. They cheated you of it before- but now, you have friends and family and a home. You have that chance, now."

She finishes her cup of tea, then grins at Yrael. "... You also have the chance to watch over Moira tomorrow?"

[mogget_cat]

After a moment, he smiles at her. It's still hesitant, and not his automatic, relaxed smirk. In a way, that hesitation makes it a truer smile than what it would have been.

"I would be glad to, my friend."