At the same time that he does, he also feels understood. It overwhelms him as that pit in his stomach sinks and brows furrow, as frustrated by their current physical separation as he is grateful for it. If he were there he'd struggle to look him in the eye and to say what he needs to, more competent when he feels there are fewer facets of himself to be judged.
Though Kaladin hasn't judged what others have considered his weaknesses and flaws. Only the position and privilege he maintains that others revere. ]
Yeah. Then... I dunno, Kaladin. Maybe I asked the wrong question.
[ He takes a deep breath, knowing it's a vulnerability his friend can hear, just as he hangs on every nuance of Kaladin's own verbal expressions. ]
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At the same time that he does, he also feels understood. It overwhelms him as that pit in his stomach sinks and brows furrow, as frustrated by their current physical separation as he is grateful for it. If he were there he'd struggle to look him in the eye and to say what he needs to, more competent when he feels there are fewer facets of himself to be judged.
Though Kaladin hasn't judged what others have considered his weaknesses and flaws. Only the position and privilege he maintains that others revere. ]
Yeah. Then... I dunno, Kaladin. Maybe I asked the wrong question.
[ He takes a deep breath, knowing it's a vulnerability his friend can hear, just as he hangs on every nuance of Kaladin's own verbal expressions. ]
Do you feel guilty?