"No," he says with a faint smile of his own. "This place will be a refuge, if you need or want it."
That is what he can offer to Caleb: the same thing he offered the day they met. A way to return. Since then, his door has never been closed to Caleb Widogast. The invitation has never been rescinded, and Yussa has actively encouraged his lover's return in his own ways.
He is quiet as he strokes his fingers through Caleb's hair. The weight on his shoulders is heavy, and has been for a long time. He cannot put it down forever, but he can put it down for a little while here, in a tower far from the spires of the Candles.
"I did not wish you to sail away into the unknown, yet could not bring myself to keep you from it. I do not wish you back into the fire, sydämeni. But I fear that if I tempt you to abandon it now, you will live with regret."
Yussa leans down to kiss Caleb, hoping he has made himself understood. He does not expect it will make the truth of it any easier, but he hopes that his honesty has not made it worse.
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That is what he can offer to Caleb: the same thing he offered the day they met. A way to return. Since then, his door has never been closed to Caleb Widogast. The invitation has never been rescinded, and Yussa has actively encouraged his lover's return in his own ways.
He is quiet as he strokes his fingers through Caleb's hair. The weight on his shoulders is heavy, and has been for a long time. He cannot put it down forever, but he can put it down for a little while here, in a tower far from the spires of the Candles.
"I did not wish you to sail away into the unknown, yet could not bring myself to keep you from it. I do not wish you back into the fire, sydämeni. But I fear that if I tempt you to abandon it now, you will live with regret."
Yussa leans down to kiss Caleb, hoping he has made himself understood. He does not expect it will make the truth of it any easier, but he hopes that his honesty has not made it worse.