The Professor paid close attention, at one point smiling with such sweetness when listening to him speak about the way his relationship worked. And although that show of pain didn't go unnoticed, they let it slip. One's past is their own until they want to share it, prying isn't to be done between friends.
"It helps, but leaves many doubts as well. I... So far, I've only fallen in love with one wonderful man, one who shaped my life as I did with his, back when the Sun watched above us. At this moment, we've been together longer than without each other in our whole lifes... We thought that would be our whole world, back then, and we were happy with that. And then the Neath became a necessity. Not a week since we traversed the Cumean Canal, I was already locked here, forbidden from the Sun. But he... He had too much to lose in the Surface. So he returned, and most of his life is now there, without me, as mine is without him..."
"We keep almost constant communication, as much as it can be. And he comes as often as the possibilities allow, but never enough... Always fearing to be forced to stay. It broke both our hearts, and yet our remaining halves still beat in each other's chest. Understanding the difficult situation, we made agreements. And at first, out of despair, took too much advantage of them. Not a single bit of love in those situations, not in that way. It was... Easy, felt good, was enough. But now... What do you do when you know a person holds all your heart, and yet you feel a second one starting to grow with another one held dearly within? Am I feeling less for my first? Am I betraying my second, unable to give them what I already gave? Is it fair, for any of us involved? And even if I chose to act purely based on feelings, which should I pay heed to? The bliss and gleam? The doubt and sorrow?"
The Professor is really allowing themselves be opened in front of the Morbid Socialite. Just... Why? Does his older age inspire a search for wisdom? Is perhaps his experience right what they were looking for? Maybe it's just too much for their heart and it's just overflowing now as it could have done with anyone else? They don't know. They won't be surprised if Mori didn't ever accept another invitation, no matter how much of a stunning corpse they'd make.
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Re: A Morbid Appointment
Date: 2025-07-08 10:17 pm (UTC)"It helps, but leaves many doubts as well. I... So far, I've only fallen in love with one wonderful man, one who shaped my life as I did with his, back when the Sun watched above us. At this moment, we've been together longer than without each other in our whole lifes... We thought that would be our whole world, back then, and we were happy with that. And then the Neath became a necessity. Not a week since we traversed the Cumean Canal, I was already locked here, forbidden from the Sun. But he... He had too much to lose in the Surface. So he returned, and most of his life is now there, without me, as mine is without him..."
"We keep almost constant communication, as much as it can be. And he comes as often as the possibilities allow, but never enough... Always fearing to be forced to stay. It broke both our hearts, and yet our remaining halves still beat in each other's chest. Understanding the difficult situation, we made agreements. And at first, out of despair, took too much advantage of them. Not a single bit of love in those situations, not in that way. It was... Easy, felt good, was enough. But now... What do you do when you know a person holds all your heart, and yet you feel a second one starting to grow with another one held dearly within? Am I feeling less for my first? Am I betraying my second, unable to give them what I already gave? Is it fair, for any of us involved? And even if I chose to act purely based on feelings, which should I pay heed to? The bliss and gleam? The doubt and sorrow?"
The Professor is really allowing themselves be opened in front of the Morbid Socialite. Just... Why? Does his older age inspire a search for wisdom? Is perhaps his experience right what they were looking for? Maybe it's just too much for their heart and it's just overflowing now as it could have done with anyone else? They don't know. They won't be surprised if Mori didn't ever accept another invitation, no matter how much of a stunning corpse they'd make.