I'd rather not talk about him if I can help it, truthfully. The very reminder of his existence always brings an ache to my heart.
[ A lamenting sigh, and... there's a something different in one ear, he notes, but doesn't comment on it. He can hear the Red Gaze just fine, after all. It's just a little... fading on one side.
Argalia glances at his teacup, wonders if it's worth the possible connection to bide himself a moment to work out the problem, and decides it isn't. ]
As it does many others. The lives he took, the trouble he caused, the sorrow that remains stained upon the hearts of those afflicted -- he's lucky he came off with a slap on the wrist, all things considered. Pity, though, for the ones who'd wanted more.
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[ A lamenting sigh, and... there's a something different in one ear, he notes, but doesn't comment on it. He can hear the Red Gaze just fine, after all. It's just a little... fading on one side.
Argalia glances at his teacup, wonders if it's worth the possible connection to bide himself a moment to work out the problem, and decides it isn't. ]
As it does many others. The lives he took, the trouble he caused, the sorrow that remains stained upon the hearts of those afflicted -- he's lucky he came off with a slap on the wrist, all things considered. Pity, though, for the ones who'd wanted more.