[To say Tataru has been feeling down would be an understatement. Sure, she's still managed to go about her usual day to day duties and chores but it's been an incredible struggle on her part to do so. Loss isn't something she's unfamiliar with. The Lalafell had lost many people over the years, whether it had been from war or other circumstances. People died, people moved and lived out their lives elsewhere - that's just how life was.
But it was starting to become a bit much. More and more people she'd met had been leaving Aefenglom and while she'd quietly mourned the loss of not being able to bid them farewell she'd managed to take it all in stride. This time however it's different. This loss, this disappearance of her Bonded, a strange mage she'd grown terribly fond of, leaves her feeling as if her very heart was being torn in two. It's her own fault, she reckons, for becoming so attached to Henry...but how was she to avoid it? Maybe, just maybe, their little union had been cursed from the start.
For such a small being she feels things far too strongly. It's troublesome and tears do her no good. There's only so much sadness one can indulge in, especially when she knows that her unease and heartbreak can only be causing trouble for her other Bond. Sephiroth surely didn't need that. No one did.
Her home feels far too empty and big now without Henry in it and so she finds herself not wanting to stay in it for very long by herself. Instead she's out on a walk around town, forcing herself to get out and get some air. It's a bit chillier than she likes but she's bundled well enough for it. In mitten covered hands she messes with her mirror before deciding to send off a message to Sephiroth - it's short and sweet, just like her.]
Hullo Sephiroth. Have you been keeping well? I do apologize for being a little distant as of late.
[A man of few words and many mysteries. Tataru is well aware of how her Bonded function and that Sephiroth isn't one for mushy feelings or displays of them. It's why she's been doing her best to not let her emotions get out of hand, lest they affect him through their bond.
Even so, it's hard to keep things bottled as much as she has.]
I'll admit I'm not fairing as well as I wish I was. Henry, my other Bond, is no longer here.
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But it was starting to become a bit much. More and more people she'd met had been leaving Aefenglom and while she'd quietly mourned the loss of not being able to bid them farewell she'd managed to take it all in stride. This time however it's different. This loss, this disappearance of her Bonded, a strange mage she'd grown terribly fond of, leaves her feeling as if her very heart was being torn in two. It's her own fault, she reckons, for becoming so attached to Henry...but how was she to avoid it? Maybe, just maybe, their little union had been cursed from the start.
For such a small being she feels things far too strongly. It's troublesome and tears do her no good. There's only so much sadness one can indulge in, especially when she knows that her unease and heartbreak can only be causing trouble for her other Bond. Sephiroth surely didn't need that. No one did.
Her home feels far too empty and big now without Henry in it and so she finds herself not wanting to stay in it for very long by herself. Instead she's out on a walk around town, forcing herself to get out and get some air. It's a bit chillier than she likes but she's bundled well enough for it. In mitten covered hands she messes with her mirror before deciding to send off a message to Sephiroth - it's short and sweet, just like her.]
Hullo Sephiroth. Have you been keeping well? I do apologize for being a little distant as of late.
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[For he is a man of distance and solitude, besides. What sense would it make to take offense to another doing much the same?
Still— it’s Tataru, and he does wonder if something has happened in the interim since they last spoke.]
I am doing well enough. And you?
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Even so, it's hard to keep things bottled as much as she has.]
I'll admit I'm not fairing as well as I wish I was. Henry, my other Bond, is no longer here.