(No, there's nothing cruel to it and Claude understands this. As idealistic as he can be, he's realistic. These are the real questions he has to think about and in the end, he knows there won't be one, clear answer to make everyone happy, including himself. There will always be some dissatisfaction. He knows this. And he knew this even before he asked Chiron.
He's quiet, vocally unresponsive of Chiron's questions but listening to each word carefully. Claude is a talkative person. Some might even say he loves the sound of his own voice (he does) but he knows when to be quiet and to just listen.)
Don't beat yourself up over it, Teach. (Lightly but not without some weight,) I've been thinking about all of those things for awhile already.
(Before he even came to the Realm, even.)
But sometimes it's just good to hear it from someone else, you know? I guess I just didn't want to be alone with those thoughts for too long.
(And he gets up, dusting off his uniform and recollects himself himself.
There are people back home that yell at him for not taking his duties seriously. (He's always taken it seriously) And there are people would call him weak and cowardly (He isn't) Or a dangerous beast (And maybe he could be if he'd turned out a different way)
But isn't he the perfect image of a resolute leader right now? Thoughtful eyes, a charming smile, head held proud and high, chest swelling with hope and courage.)
Thanks, Teach. You know, if you've ever got anything on your mind, you can tell me too. It's the least I can do after all the time I'm bothering you.
(And yet, he isn't the slightest bit sorry about being a nuisance.)
There's one more thing, too. Check it out.
(He holds out his bow, his grip certain and sets an imaginary arrow, drawing his arm back skillfully,)
I got it back. (His skill.) There're some people I need to talk to about that... But I wanted to let you know. You can count on me at practice again.
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He's quiet, vocally unresponsive of Chiron's questions but listening to each word carefully. Claude is a talkative person. Some might even say he loves the sound of his own voice (he does) but he knows when to be quiet and to just listen.)
Don't beat yourself up over it, Teach. (Lightly but not without some weight,) I've been thinking about all of those things for awhile already.
(Before he even came to the Realm, even.)
But sometimes it's just good to hear it from someone else, you know? I guess I just didn't want to be alone with those thoughts for too long.
(And he gets up, dusting off his uniform and recollects himself himself.
There are people back home that yell at him for not taking his duties seriously.
(He's always taken it seriously)
And there are people would call him weak and cowardly
(He isn't)
Or a dangerous beast
(And maybe he could be if he'd turned out a different way)
But isn't he the perfect image of a resolute leader right now? Thoughtful eyes, a charming smile, head held proud and high, chest swelling with hope and courage.)
Thanks, Teach. You know, if you've ever got anything on your mind, you can tell me too. It's the least I can do after all the time I'm bothering you.
(And yet, he isn't the slightest bit sorry about being a nuisance.)
There's one more thing, too. Check it out.
(He holds out his bow, his grip certain and sets an imaginary arrow, drawing his arm back skillfully,)
I got it back. (His skill.) There're some people I need to talk to about that... But I wanted to let you know. You can count on me at practice again.