[ mat collapses into the chair and yennefer watches him closely, her own brows drawn tight. she gets the feeling fairly quickly that he is under the pressure of trying to explain an entire world of complicated matters in a single go, and he's struggling under that.
a part of her just wants to snap at him to think, that there isn't time for all of this if he can't tell her what his issue is, but the sheer amount of effort he's giving off holds her back at least for now. which is for the best, considering where he goes. what he gets into.
channeling drives men mad, then? it's an interesting concept, and she supposes it's not far from what the elves consider to have happened to chaos at all. that men, and their ability to channel, is what has changed it beyond their control. but it's the time that gives her pause - a few months. is that what he's worried about, then? his own ticking clock?
she supposes if it had something to do with the body, then perhaps. if there is something about the makeup of men from their world. her mind starts off along a trail that she pulls herself away from when he continues.
cycles, dragons, the great battle. it sounds all very nice, doesn't it? like the world has somehow found its way to work itself out. she isn't sure how much of it she actually believes. at continues, and she watches more to his body language, the way his tenses and worries, the way that - once he's done - he seems to deflate, to look nearly ill. yennefer's brow furrows, watching him, letting the quiet in the room settle before she takes another step towards him, and then another.
she doesn't stop until she's standing right before his chair - looking down at where he's deflated himself. her look isn't harsh, or even unkind. she's curious, more than anything, picking apart all that he's shared. ]
What is it you're worried about, then? [ because he came to her scared. terrified. asked for a moment of her time despite how much she had frankly told him off at the summit. it's easy enough to tell that he's turning to her because of his aes sedai, she herself can see the similarities there. but she's not someone good at fear. she's not going to be able to comfort him into thinking everything is alright.
but if it's his magic...that is something else. ] That you're this Dragon from your world, reborn? Or that you're not?
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a part of her just wants to snap at him to think, that there isn't time for all of this if he can't tell her what his issue is, but the sheer amount of effort he's giving off holds her back at least for now. which is for the best, considering where he goes. what he gets into.
channeling drives men mad, then? it's an interesting concept, and she supposes it's not far from what the elves consider to have happened to chaos at all. that men, and their ability to channel, is what has changed it beyond their control. but it's the time that gives her pause - a few months. is that what he's worried about, then? his own ticking clock?
she supposes if it had something to do with the body, then perhaps. if there is something about the makeup of men from their world. her mind starts off along a trail that she pulls herself away from when he continues.
cycles, dragons, the great battle. it sounds all very nice, doesn't it? like the world has somehow found its way to work itself out. she isn't sure how much of it she actually believes. at continues, and she watches more to his body language, the way his tenses and worries, the way that - once he's done - he seems to deflate, to look nearly ill. yennefer's brow furrows, watching him, letting the quiet in the room settle before she takes another step towards him, and then another.
she doesn't stop until she's standing right before his chair - looking down at where he's deflated himself. her look isn't harsh, or even unkind. she's curious, more than anything, picking apart all that he's shared. ]
What is it you're worried about, then? [ because he came to her scared. terrified. asked for a moment of her time despite how much she had frankly told him off at the summit. it's easy enough to tell that he's turning to her because of his aes sedai, she herself can see the similarities there. but she's not someone good at fear. she's not going to be able to comfort him into thinking everything is alright.
but if it's his magic...that is something else. ] That you're this Dragon from your world, reborn? Or that you're not?