[as Gepard switches positions and holds him close, Dohalim makes a small sound as he's moved around, slightly surprised that he's now in the other man's lap. but... it feels nice, being held in such a way, when he so lacks a comforting touch like this. resting the side of his head on Gepard's shoulder, he wraps an arm around his back, fingers pressing lightly against soft skin]
It... Isn't a matter of not having anyone to talk to. ["even though it does contribute to it" goes unsaid] It's more... I am the lord of this realm. I cannot talk about my past grievances without...
[Dohalim falls silent for a moment; when he speaks again, his voice is lowered, as if worried that someone might overhear them]
I cannot let anyone know that I never wanted this position. Nor can I step down from it. I could care less for what the Renan people would think of me, but if a new lord were to replace me, I fear for what Menancia would revert back to.
[it's so painfully clear that Dohalim is carrying so much on his shoulders, and he has every intention of making sure that Gepard doesn't have a way to try to shoulder some of that burden with him]
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It... Isn't a matter of not having anyone to talk to. ["even though it does contribute to it" goes unsaid] It's more... I am the lord of this realm. I cannot talk about my past grievances without...
[Dohalim falls silent for a moment; when he speaks again, his voice is lowered, as if worried that someone might overhear them]
I cannot let anyone know that I never wanted this position. Nor can I step down from it. I could care less for what the Renan people would think of me, but if a new lord were to replace me, I fear for what Menancia would revert back to.
[it's so painfully clear that Dohalim is carrying so much on his shoulders, and he has every intention of making sure that Gepard doesn't have a way to try to shoulder some of that burden with him]