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[vecna]

[He feels... strangely raw, having this conversation with her. Presented with the offer to make a promise he is not sure he can ever uphold -- or at least, a certain part of it.]

I can promise not to do it again to you, Ori.

[But to anyone? That net is too, too wide. His anger is always just a serpent, waiting to be prodded just hard enough to strike. It wouldn't be a promise, it would be a lie. He owes Ori more than that, because she's important to Alec.]

[hearthwarming]

[ Her lips drawn into a thin line at his response, although she doesn't look all that surprised. She'd known that it would be a difficult promise for her to ask most anyone to keep. But she'd wanted to test the waters, in any case. Somehow, there's a small measure of relief, at it. At least he's not making an empty promise.

Would he have come to apologize to her if she weren't a friend of Alec's? She has to wonder, even if in the end it doesn't really matter. ]

Alright. That's good enough for me.

[ ... ]

Did you really think I'd be angry?

[vecna]

[A lot hinges on Alec. Henry's own wants and desires have been welded onto his, running parallel now, in a way that might not be completely healthy -- but it does make him, in some ways, better. Willing to apologize when he's done something wrong to someone who matters to the other man. Maybe in time, he can grow from there.

Maybe, maybe not.

For now, this will just have to do.]

For hurting you when you did nothing wrong? Yes. Most would see that as unfair.

[And unfair is always what sparks his rage.]

Even if you understand why I did it.

[hearthwarming]

[ It will do. ]

Ah... That's true. But you know, in a way, I'm glad it was me. There are others here who couldn't have fought back...

[ sorry Ryunosuke Naruhodo, whoever you are ]

[vecna]

[whomst]

You really are too forgiving.

[He lets out an exhale, something uncoiling in him. Awkward, still, but tension leaving his shoulders so very minutely.]

At least that hasn't changed.

[hearthwarming]

[ It helps, tremendously, that Alec had come to talk to her about this before... Though ultimately, she would have forgiven him regardless. ]

Alec has said the same thing. [ a little shrug of her shoulders. ] If I held a grudge against every single thing that's tried to hurt me my whole life, I'd be...

[ Well. Like Henry, probably. ]

...I'd be very tired. Even more so.