Blackbeak Bluff Devoted to neurosis now

His ears perk slightly with intrigue as Midar begins, slowly inching back to lay flat again as he continues. Cold dread blooms in the center of his chest even before he fully registers his lover's request, and he takes a step back, unable to hide the frown tugging at his features. What? But — we've just settled with Rusalka, Some part of him struggles to grasp the concept of family in the way Midar perceives it; he recalls no family of his own, no inherent bonds, no expected loyalty. If he'd ever known any of those things, they are lost to him now — and why should he upturn his own life again for such values? I don't want to leave. He adds after a moment, swallowing. There is no doubt in his mind that his refusal will upset Midar — but clearly Midar hadn't considered that his request might upset him.