Why can't I get over?

[magicalarchaeologist]

WHO: Istredd and anyone!
WHAT: Catch-all for March, reaction to prelude
WHERE: Thorne, Horizon, Nott
WHEN: March
WARNINGS: Nothing!





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[diametrically]

News that Istredd had been one of the Summoned in the Pit makes him look up from his cleaning as concern for both he and River forms in the deep furrow between his brow. He'd only seen the aftermath of what had happened there both around them and on the people he had encountered. And while he tells himself that becoming attached to those here is a bad idea (this isn't his world, these aren't the people that need him the most), it stirs a desire in him to ensure that that doesn't happen again all the same.

But the part of him that understands, wills this situation to be temporary, pulls him back to reality. All the same he holds Istredd's gaze before nodding, as he begins to screw the screw back into place.

"I appreciate you teaching her. And looking out for her too." He's dubious about magic and all that comes with it - but he can't deny that if it exists here then having people who know how to wield it is just as important. "It explains why she knows things about me I haven't told her."

Or anyone for that matter.

[magicalarchaeologist]

Istredd feels that he mostly has put the Pit behind him, thanks to their visit to the island and the successful burning of it to the ground. He doubts he'll ever be entirely over it, like many of the others, there are permanent scars on their psyche from the experience. They were triggered by being there but it did give some closure. River going meant she was experiencing far too much pain, and none of it hers, so she couldn't put it anywhere.

"For the record, it's unintentional for her. She's too open, she doesn't know how to close others out, and people can think quite loudly at times." Istredd has intense walls to keep other people's thoughts from getting to him, not only the other way around. He and River can understand one another in a way not many can, and there is something that feels good about that, despite it being unfortunate for her.

"I suppose this means you've taken her under your wing too, as you care so much." Istredd studies him thoughtfully, crossing his arms. Cassian isn't the only person concerned for her, but that can be a good thing. River needs all the help she can get. "I think she doesn't want to be different, so treat her as you would anyone."

i think we can wind down? 💕

[diametrically]

Even before knowing all of this - her powers and the challenges that she had with them - he had thought she had so much strength for trying to stay there and help as long as she did. That River's empathy and feeling everything she felt hadn't been intentional sparks admiration. But it also sparks a deep sorrow that she has to feel all of it so deeply that she can't find peace at the same time.

She was smart. He knows even without being in the lessons that she'd learn quickly. He just hoped that it was soon so that she could take her power into her own hands.

"I think it'd be better to say that we're "partners in crime," he offers with a nearly bemused air to his voice. "We're equal." He would never think for a moment that he was in a place to guide another in that way. Not in the way that Yennefer and Istredd were to River. He would do as he always did: watching from the shadows, keeping an eye on things in whatever way he could. All the same, it's his part of their silent agreement. And for the first time since arriving here, there's comfort in that.

With the screw sufficiently cleaned he begins to tighten it back into the bike frame. It doesn't take long and when he's done he straightens up, motioning for Istredd to climb back on. "Ready to try again?"

we can wrap here!

[magicalarchaeologist]

"As someone who greatly appreciates my own, I think that would be very good for her." He is assuming it's not the same way that he and Lucifer are, but before they were anything else, they were good friends who relied on each other. Friendship can keep people sane through the worst of times, and that is something that River could use more of. He can tell she hasn't had the sort of support she really should have, all this time.

Istredd very gingerly gets on the bike. It doesn't look entirely comfortable for him, he is taller than most people who use it, but he needs to know how to use it to improve it. "Thank you. Don't laugh if I fall." He jokes, and takes off.