[ There's so much in what Ankari says that resonates that for a moment, Tyler gets lost in remembered terror as a kid. He's frozen in place, eyes unfocused as he's taken on a trip down a memory lane he doesn't want to walk.
He doesn't snap out of it for long seconds, and even when he does the chills don't fully leave him. He can feel the ice in his veins. ]
I'm sorry that's how your life was.
[ His throat is too tight be able to share that he understands, at least to some degree. He isn't a prince but he knows what it feels like to be labelled as a disgrace, or a pariah. Othered out to the edges of society and therefore safety, supper and warmth. ]
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He doesn't snap out of it for long seconds, and even when he does the chills don't fully leave him. He can feel the ice in his veins. ]
I'm sorry that's how your life was.
[ His throat is too tight be able to share that he understands, at least to some degree. He isn't a prince but he knows what it feels like to be labelled as a disgrace, or a pariah. Othered out to the edges of society and therefore safety, supper and warmth. ]
You don't deserve that.