Vahvuus offers up naught but a quiet, thoughtful hum at first, his focus on the water, the waves parting around the ship and closing back in again behind it. Water is flexible yet steady at the same time, constantly moving, flowing, weaving a path through the world without care. He wishes he could be like that, but he knows his role- like ice he is frozen, fixed, pulled along the Abbey's rigid current. Chipped away, piece by piece.
He wonders, idly, if the tether between their souls would drag him back if he let himself fall in, or if he might just... float away. The waves crest teasingly in his direction, as if tempting him towards them.
His hands clench around the rail, knuckles going white, and he closes his eyes. "It's... daunting," he finally murmurs. "Like I could get lost here and not even realize it. Like I don't know where I end and the ocean begins."
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Date: 2017-11-21 08:34 am (UTC)He wonders, idly, if the tether between their souls would drag him back if he let himself fall in, or if he might just... float away. The waves crest teasingly in his direction, as if tempting him towards them.
His hands clench around the rail, knuckles going white, and he closes his eyes. "It's... daunting," he finally murmurs. "Like I could get lost here and not even realize it. Like I don't know where I end and the ocean begins."