[You take what you can sometimes. He wasn't fine. But he was here.]
It is possible. Many factors can be at play here... it's possible that it was his hand at play, it's possible it has something to do with my summoner not being present... As it stands, here we are now.
[And it hurt. It hurt a lot.
But would it be Diarmuid ua Duibhne if he wasn't working through circumstances that broke his heart?
At least he was able to smile at Zulius being so very... himself at the matter. It was sad, deeply sad to his core. But he smiled nonetheless and gave those hands a gentle squeeze of his own. Like handling a bright flower.]
Hahaha. I think I will know precisely what to do with it. I will spread the joy among my friends and loved ones while keeping close to my heart that which you've given to me. I will and have never forgotten the kindness you've always had.
Thank you, my friend. With all that I am. Words may never properly express my gratitude. But may this be a start.
[And with his ability to conjure flowers, he summoned a white rose in his hand. One to really show that gratitude to his friend.]
It will be a difficult road for me. There are still... others I must approach.
Well. That sucks a whole lot. But I get it. I'm SO not smart enough to figure out the whys and hows on this one, that's not my lane. [It's rare for Zulius to admit he can't do something, but book smarts are not a skill set he has, and he's fine with that! ] Buuuut for now, what really matters is moving forward. You are SO right.
[ This really does sound like... well, not a typical Diarmuid problem, this was miles worse than they've gone through before. But it was still in the usual Heartbreaking Ballpark Diarmuid Problems often found themselves in. ]
Sounds like a good plan to me, Sweetie! We WILL figure this out, but I am here to give you ALL the support you need while we're doing that.
[ He giggles happily at the rose, taking it off Diarmuid and putting it carefully in his mohawk. ]
Babe, I LOVE it! Present accepted!!! [ His expression softens a touch. ] Yeah? You need help with any of it? You KNOW I'll fight anyone for you who needs fighting! I can Read them for filth!
[His many lives are tinged with heartbreak. Whether it's his or the many women he could not accept the affection of as they were victims.
Much like Diarmuid's honor as a knight, heartbreak will ever be a constant that he will never forget.
But it's because of his friends that he did remember that it ached... just a little less. He was not alone or distant from his friends as he was when he was "alive". He didn't have to run. He just had to take the hands offered to him.]
Ha, I know that you will. And I would be glad to have you at my side should a fierce battle of words arise. But there are a few of these I must approach alone.
[ Anything Zulius could do to make his friend hurt a little less, he'd do it. That hand would always be there, outstretched and ready to scoop Diarmuid up- every time he had a mind to take it.
Ah, but here they are. Vergil. Zulius' ears flick back for a moment, his smile fading. ]
...Yeah. I think that's a big conversation only you guys can have. [ He worries his lip a little. ] He does feel bad about it. Like. Real bad. I can't speak FOR him, obvi, but... still.
[And for that he was eternally grateful. Diarmuid's expression also slowly faded into a frown again. But nothing in his demeanor indicated prominent resentment.
Of course he was furious with Vergil slamming down hard on those accusations. Of course there was a hint of that in his heart. But he just looked sad and ashamed.]
I know. I do not know what to expect in speaking with him. But I know what I want to say to him. Regardless, I will give him more time before I approach. There is much that I need to settle in my own heart before then.
[ Zulius catches that look. He's not got it in him to start that particular battle again, but he will give his friend's shoulder another solid, reassuring squeeze. He does understand. That was... a lot. ]
Honestly? That's probs for the best, Honey. Just tell him you wanna say your piece, he'll let you talk. He's good at the... silently standing there and hearing what people have to say thing. If you have stuff to say to him, he'll listen.
[ But he gets it, he nods. ]
Understandable, Sweetie. You take your time. Do it when you're ready.
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It is possible. Many factors can be at play here... it's possible that it was his hand at play, it's possible it has something to do with my summoner not being present... As it stands, here we are now.
[And it hurt. It hurt a lot.
But would it be Diarmuid ua Duibhne if he wasn't working through circumstances that broke his heart?
At least he was able to smile at Zulius being so very... himself at the matter. It was sad, deeply sad to his core. But he smiled nonetheless and gave those hands a gentle squeeze of his own. Like handling a bright flower.]
Hahaha. I think I will know precisely what to do with it. I will spread the joy among my friends and loved ones while keeping close to my heart that which you've given to me. I will and have never forgotten the kindness you've always had.
Thank you, my friend. With all that I am. Words may never properly express my gratitude. But may this be a start.
[And with his ability to conjure flowers, he summoned a white rose in his hand. One to really show that gratitude to his friend.]
It will be a difficult road for me. There are still... others I must approach.
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[ This really does sound like... well, not a typical Diarmuid problem, this was miles worse than they've gone through before. But it was still in the usual Heartbreaking Ballpark Diarmuid Problems often found themselves in. ]
Sounds like a good plan to me, Sweetie! We WILL figure this out, but I am here to give you ALL the support you need while we're doing that.
[ He giggles happily at the rose, taking it off Diarmuid and putting it carefully in his mohawk. ]
Babe, I LOVE it! Present accepted!!! [ His expression softens a touch. ] Yeah? You need help with any of it? You KNOW I'll fight anyone for you who needs fighting! I can Read them for filth!
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Much like Diarmuid's honor as a knight, heartbreak will ever be a constant that he will never forget.
But it's because of his friends that he did remember that it ached... just a little less. He was not alone or distant from his friends as he was when he was "alive". He didn't have to run. He just had to take the hands offered to him.]
Ha, I know that you will. And I would be glad to have you at my side should a fierce battle of words arise. But there are a few of these I must approach alone.
[...]
Vergil and I cannot avoid one another forever.
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Ah, but here they are. Vergil. Zulius' ears flick back for a moment, his smile fading. ]
...Yeah. I think that's a big conversation only you guys can have. [ He worries his lip a little. ] He does feel bad about it. Like. Real bad. I can't speak FOR him, obvi, but... still.
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Of course he was furious with Vergil slamming down hard on those accusations. Of course there was a hint of that in his heart. But he just looked sad and ashamed.]
I know. I do not know what to expect in speaking with him. But I know what I want to say to him. Regardless, I will give him more time before I approach. There is much that I need to settle in my own heart before then.
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Honestly? That's probs for the best, Honey. Just tell him you wanna say your piece, he'll let you talk. He's good at the... silently standing there and hearing what people have to say thing. If you have stuff to say to him, he'll listen.
[ But he gets it, he nods. ]
Understandable, Sweetie. You take your time. Do it when you're ready.