[ Having Viktor easily spout wisdom that Emet-Selch could have imagined any one of them saying in the wake of the Sundering, and being aware of the fact none of them, save perhaps Elidibus would have actually internalized it to any extent, is...frustrating. It feels a little like having his nose repeatedly rubbed in his mistakes; worse, perhaps, because he knows that such a thought would never cross Viktor's mind. Viktor is simply good, in every meaning of the word.
Only feeling a little foolish for not being able to look at him, Emet-Selch turns back to the kettle, fixing two glasses with militant precision and focus, desperately trying to ignore the wretched ache in his heart. Easier, when he didn't feel things at all. Easier, when the decisions he made, ugly as they were, were justified with a purpose. Easier, when he wasn't challenged by someone effortlessly good and dragged along on that path, even if he drags his feet at times. ]
One not befitting of your grace.
[ That's the only answer, but even then, Viktor wouldn't see it like that. Anyone - even the worst, most misguided among them, are worthy of his time and attention in his mind. Maddening. ]
Start the bath, then.
[ He's not going to complain about the idea of eating something with crumbs in the bath. He won't, even if it so incredibly tempting to do. Emet-Selch pauses in placing the teacups on their saucers, casting Viktor a little sideways look. ]
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Only feeling a little foolish for not being able to look at him, Emet-Selch turns back to the kettle, fixing two glasses with militant precision and focus, desperately trying to ignore the wretched ache in his heart. Easier, when he didn't feel things at all. Easier, when the decisions he made, ugly as they were, were justified with a purpose. Easier, when he wasn't challenged by someone effortlessly good and dragged along on that path, even if he drags his feet at times. ]
One not befitting of your grace.
[ That's the only answer, but even then, Viktor wouldn't see it like that. Anyone - even the worst, most misguided among them, are worthy of his time and attention in his mind. Maddening. ]
Start the bath, then.
[ He's not going to complain about the idea of eating something with crumbs in the bath. He won't, even if it so incredibly tempting to do. Emet-Selch pauses in placing the teacups on their saucers, casting Viktor a little sideways look. ]
I will draw the line at eating in bed, though.