Even at the instruction, he only toys with the soup, his stomach not well set and it's not getting any better. Still more than a bit at a loss beyond his concern for Evie's absence.
"And I will be here for you, Altair. I gave you my word then, and that won't change. Even with my mood, I swear that won't change." Worrying he thought that his own emotions might change the word he had given to Altair when that video memory had been sent to him.
His head tilts back, gaze meeting Altair's as his hands lightly touch his arms for a moment though he lets them fall away, dropping back to his side. Troubled that he's let himself appear so weak, in a way that is not in keeping with the image he should be presenting, or the offer he made to be their for Altair.
"You're kind, and I appreciate that. I'm here for you, Altair. I swear that and my word on that will never change," he says, offering what is the best smile he might muster for both his own moods and what Altair is saying now. "And I know I have you to turn to, but I hate the idea of being a bother to you. Of all people. Especially if you're looking to kindle something between yourself and Malik. So don't spend time worrying for me."
He's not used to dissembling about his emotions, about how he's feeling because Evie always knew. It's why he's positively horrible at it, but that doesn't change his desire to not be a burden on Altair.
"I..." He pauses, feeling his throat tighten then. Swallowing hard, smiling winsomely, not quite a real smile but offering the best he has in that moment. "I don't want to be a trouble to you, Altair. I can accept, and even admit, that I'm not exactly the most appropriate of assassins but for you I will do my best not to be the bother I can be. Not only because of who you are, but because you are my friend, and I mean it when I vow to be here for you, through and for anything."
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"And I will be here for you, Altair. I gave you my word then, and that won't change. Even with my mood, I swear that won't change." Worrying he thought that his own emotions might change the word he had given to Altair when that video memory had been sent to him.
His head tilts back, gaze meeting Altair's as his hands lightly touch his arms for a moment though he lets them fall away, dropping back to his side. Troubled that he's let himself appear so weak, in a way that is not in keeping with the image he should be presenting, or the offer he made to be their for Altair.
"You're kind, and I appreciate that. I'm here for you, Altair. I swear that and my word on that will never change," he says, offering what is the best smile he might muster for both his own moods and what Altair is saying now. "And I know I have you to turn to, but I hate the idea of being a bother to you. Of all people. Especially if you're looking to kindle something between yourself and Malik. So don't spend time worrying for me."
He's not used to dissembling about his emotions, about how he's feeling because Evie always knew. It's why he's positively horrible at it, but that doesn't change his desire to not be a burden on Altair.
"I..." He pauses, feeling his throat tighten then. Swallowing hard, smiling winsomely, not quite a real smile but offering the best he has in that moment. "I don't want to be a trouble to you, Altair. I can accept, and even admit, that I'm not exactly the most appropriate of assassins but for you I will do my best not to be the bother I can be. Not only because of who you are, but because you are my friend, and I mean it when I vow to be here for you, through and for anything."