[ he knows, but... and here they go. it just seems to eseld that every time they get into one of these ridiculous, world-rending catastrophes that they have no real right in getting involved in, he and torth would have some version of this conversation. 'stop worrying and straighten your head, you'd be better off for it' and 'i know, but--' and here they go again around and around.
eseld knows better than to coax the man to change, if he at all had the desire to begin with (he hadn't), but that doesn't at all soften the cheery smile plastered all over his face, the insincerity bleeding into his tone with all the subtlety of a malicious, schoolyard bully. ]
And I'm sure they care so much about your feelings.
[ ab-so-fucking-lutely. at any rate, having a well-prepared barb in response to torth's worrying is practically an after-battle ritual at this point. what else is new. ]
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eseld knows better than to coax the man to change, if he at all had the desire to begin with (he hadn't), but that doesn't at all soften the cheery smile plastered all over his face, the insincerity bleeding into his tone with all the subtlety of a malicious, schoolyard bully. ]
And I'm sure they care so much about your feelings.
[ ab-so-fucking-lutely. at any rate, having a well-prepared barb in response to torth's worrying is practically an after-battle ritual at this point. what else is new. ]