I wanted to tell you. Today, I tried cooking what you make for me...the eggs, and the meat? I, I didn't do so great the first time...but Feferi showed up, and it went a lot better. It wasn't as tasty, but it wasn't bad. I shared it, too. I was looking for you over there, where those people are being held, but you weren't there...so I gave what was left over. Maybe if I get better, I can do that again.
[a beat.]
I want to try again. And with other things, too. [trailing off again. silence.
as if he's forgotten the thing is still on.
(he did for a minute)
minute up:] Oh! So...so that's it. I wanted you to know. I'll see you soon, though, so...!
[aw, baby boy. Koltira knows he's been neglecting you -- there's been so much to deal with lately.]
Martin ... that was kind of you to do. I'm afraid I'll need to spend the majority of my time at those cells, going forward. The people there need to be watched. Some more than others.
[exhale.]
But when this is all sorted, I can help you improve your work. We will cook together.
It's not anything you need to think about. Just -- relax, Martin. Don't do anything if you don't feel the need to. Read. Draw. Rest. Whatever you like.
[ And because Ashraf can never just go into a VR room, today's scene is the floating city of Juno. It's all pale stones and blue glowing glyphs to keep the city supported in empty air, and far, far below lies Rune Midgard. Ashraf's smile is wan as he turns toward Koltira, but there nonetheless. ]
[The scenery reminds him of his world's own floating city -- Dalaran, the kingdom of mages. He glances at it briefly before looking back to Ashraf; shrugging.]
[ He nods again, but this time it leaves him staring at the etched cobblestones below his feet. ]
...Sorry, I know I said this wouldn't take long.
[ He rubs the back of his neck, awkward. It's hard to know how to dive into this. Of course he'd rehearsed his approach earlier, but it's all left his mind by now. He's quiet a few seconds, working up to it again. ]
[ Eventually he sighs, looks up again, and squares his shoulders. ]
I talked to Sonya. It went as poorly as you might imagine — but she did point out I was being selfish. [ A little lower: ] Making choices for people again.
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