10-21-2017, 06:51 PM
if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes
The thought of Carnage has begun to make Amet feel sick ─ his stomach twists uncomfortably and a dull, constant sadness sweeps over him. The young King searches her face, looking for the upbeat Tang he had met years ago. The Tang that had somehow made friends of him and Warrick. But this is not that Tangerine. There is a part of her that has been broken and this realization removes all anger from the leather-plated stallion. She needs to be fixed, but only by time, and while he comes to terms with this epiphany, Amet is not pleased with it.
She drops her vague statements and sugar-coated explanations then, finally explaining to Amet how she had felt, and what she knew she needed. He can only imagine what the Dark God had done to her ─ he had, after all, heard Ciri's horrifying story of the Underneath, and he is not naive to think that it could not happen again.
This explanation is something he can get behind. It's something that he understands. His heart aches for the painted mare and he nods to her with a small, sad smile. "Okay," he says softly, fully accepting her need to travel away from Beqanna, remembering the urgency he'd felt when he had known it was time to steal away from Shalla and the Dunes.
Tang moves with him when he retreats, a small action that Amet notices but does not mention. Before Ciri, he would have closed that distance between them to inhale her scent one more time. He would have told her how he had felt. Now, though, the young King's mind has been consumed by the starry-eyed girl. He feels no sadness over whatever opportunity he may have missed with Tangerine, there is only sadness that his life will be devoid of her friendship.
"Of course we are still friends," he says softly before a sigh falls from his lips. Her offer coaxes a small chuckle from the dragon King and he takes a step forward to nudge her neck gently. "I will ask my questions when you return, mahal. When do you leave?"
Amet
@[Tangerine]