[He recognizes this. It's how he often faces difficult situations himself - lightly, turning the emotion that he can't deal with into light words and careless actions. He should do the same. He should make this easier for both of them. But some part of Rhy, even now, is hurt - is maybe even sulking a bit, that it's so easy for Alucard.
It isn't easy. Not really. Not for either of them, and Rhy knows that on some level. But it stings anyway.]
Of course. Who can command the wind? And who can command you? Not your prince.
[There is a tinge of bitterness in his voice, but it hasn't quite become anything real yet. The truth is that despite the pain, despite the long list of things he wants and can't have, simply seeing Alucard is - good. Painful, perhaps, and a little awkward, and more than a little uncomfortable, but.
Here he is, healthy and hale and as handsome and charming as he ever was. Rhy was not, and is not, immune to any of that. And his own feelings make it impossible to face this meeting with only bitterness, only pain - even if they also make it impossible for him to treat it lightly.
He doesn't reach out again, and in fact steps back, putting space between them. It's too tempting, having Alucard close. But he doesn't look away, his eyes taking in every inch of the privateer.]
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It isn't easy. Not really. Not for either of them, and Rhy knows that on some level. But it stings anyway.]
Of course. Who can command the wind? And who can command you? Not your prince.
[There is a tinge of bitterness in his voice, but it hasn't quite become anything real yet. The truth is that despite the pain, despite the long list of things he wants and can't have, simply seeing Alucard is - good. Painful, perhaps, and a little awkward, and more than a little uncomfortable, but.
Here he is, healthy and hale and as handsome and charming as he ever was. Rhy was not, and is not, immune to any of that. And his own feelings make it impossible to face this meeting with only bitterness, only pain - even if they also make it impossible for him to treat it lightly.
He doesn't reach out again, and in fact steps back, putting space between them. It's too tempting, having Alucard close. But he doesn't look away, his eyes taking in every inch of the privateer.]