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— Go away. I'm not in the mood for contact with you.

— Recluse..

— Now! I'm not going to tell you a hundred times, just get the fuck out, you fucking smartass!

It wasn't tears, no, and it wasn't disappointment at all. It's more what he expected, a shroud of sympathy and.. A desire to help.

Sage looks with his open eyes pitifully, as if trying to say «I'm unarmed, what are you afraid of?». But Truthless only sees it as weakness. His own weakness. It's as if he's not being taken seriously, as if he wants to be insulted by this unfortunate situation.

Recluse only frowns harder and turns around to face him with a loud rustle of clothes. He is... Angry, in exactly the same proportion as he is frightened. Unclear by what, maybe this tearing unnatural kindness and sincerity he hasn't felt since.. Truthless doesn't remember ever feeling them at all.

— Stop this at once! Circus! I just want to be alone! Alone! Am I not making myself clear, Sage?!

This is followed by a tirade. Recluse is screaming and cursing at anything and everything; he's almost hysterical. He's very close to "accidentally" tripping on his hem and falling off the spire.

If he hadn't. He watches, doesn't try to soothe, and listens attentively. Attentively. His triangular ear tips twitch from the cold but remain focused on Truthless's speech. Sage will listen to everything, and he won't leave Truthless alone. No way.

// sorry if this is poorly written, english is not my native language 😔🙏 (I just fell in love with SageRecluse and want to show my thoughts to others)