And it came to pass that in time the Great God Tholassi spake unto Sataro, the Chosen One:
“Psst!”
And it came to pass that in time the Great God Tholassi spake unto Sataro, the Chosen One:
“Psst!”
He glances over at Ashka, when he can. Tries to make eye contact.
It's — it still shouldn't be about just avoiding pain, that's still not faith, he isn't sure of very much anymore but that he's firm on.
"Uh, well, the general theme here seems to be something like 'the only person who matters in the world doesn't like me and he's going through something really hard and I can't help him because I fucked up and I don't know what I did and for a few hours I thought I would have something good in my life and now I will never have anything good again,'" Tholassi reports. "Why are all humans so messed up."
Then they can go to either Sataro's cell or Ashka's, whichever is closest, and then they're inside and in private Sataro hugs him.
Yes. That makes sense.
"What was wrong?" he says, puts one hand on the back of Ashka's head, holds him protectively.
"You wanted to stop seeing each other and introduce me to other people, and I'm — not good at people and not good at words and didn't know how to say the thing that was bothering me and still don't, and you kept pushing, and I could tell I was going to start crying or panicking and you had said we couldn't do that again anyway so — I left before that could happen."
Ashka hugs Sataro and puts his face in Sataro's hair
"--There is nothing I want more than to keep seeing you."