Elijah moved to open his mouth several times as Cain spoke, thoughts forming in his mind as the immortal went on and on about possible ulterior motives and how he thought Elijah didn't like him. The original was spinning in his own mind over it all. He thought that he'd already established the opposite by what he'd been saying and doing here. Didn't he even say that he liked the other? Or maybe that was a thought that didn't make it through his lips. It could have been.
There were so many things that Elijah wanted to say, but didn't know if they were worth the risk of finding his -- well, finding a piece of his heart broken. He hadn't even thought about it being that big of a deal until this minute, but utter and complete rejection would hurt deeper than the vampire was willing to admit. It wasn't love, but there was something there. Nothing with a name, yet.
Once Cain was finished speaking, Elijah wanted to reach out, to touch Cain but kept his hands to himself. He kept his head down for now and moved to sit on his hands where he knelt still. "The cleaners have been here for a while and know how to deal with things discreetly. I'll make sure they clean up your heart as well." Glancing up Elijah pressed his lips together and furrowed his brows.
"You can talk whenever you want or not. It's up to you. I - I wasn't about to tell you anything was the right thing to do. I thought you realized that I do. I like you. I didn't know how to go about it, and I didn't want to make it uncomfortable for you. You told me that we weren't to do it again and I respected your wish. I still respect your wish." Elijah too was rather exhausted emotionally, having gone through what he thought was the death of someone he cared about only to figure out that they were alive and the oldest living person on earth. Add to it sharing his feelings, or trying to figure out what he should say and what he shouldn't and his mind was astir with fatigue.
"Please, please go and take a warm bath in my chambers, warm up, relax. Take a nap or sleep as long as you need. I'll leave you to it, unless you need someone to help you wash, but I imagine you're fine alone. If you wish to speak with me, I'll be in the office down the hall."
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Date: 2021-04-03 10:13 pm (UTC)There were so many things that Elijah wanted to say, but didn't know if they were worth the risk of finding his -- well, finding a piece of his heart broken. He hadn't even thought about it being that big of a deal until this minute, but utter and complete rejection would hurt deeper than the vampire was willing to admit. It wasn't love, but there was something there. Nothing with a name, yet.
Once Cain was finished speaking, Elijah wanted to reach out, to touch Cain but kept his hands to himself. He kept his head down for now and moved to sit on his hands where he knelt still. "The cleaners have been here for a while and know how to deal with things discreetly. I'll make sure they clean up your heart as well." Glancing up Elijah pressed his lips together and furrowed his brows.
"You can talk whenever you want or not. It's up to you. I - I wasn't about to tell you anything was the right thing to do. I thought you realized that I do. I like you. I didn't know how to go about it, and I didn't want to make it uncomfortable for you. You told me that we weren't to do it again and I respected your wish. I still respect your wish." Elijah too was rather exhausted emotionally, having gone through what he thought was the death of someone he cared about only to figure out that they were alive and the oldest living person on earth. Add to it sharing his feelings, or trying to figure out what he should say and what he shouldn't and his mind was astir with fatigue.
"Please, please go and take a warm bath in my chambers, warm up, relax. Take a nap or sleep as long as you need. I'll leave you to it, unless you need someone to help you wash, but I imagine you're fine alone. If you wish to speak with me, I'll be in the office down the hall."