[ Odin... Odin would like to say he understands the pressure that Magnus is under back home. In a way, he can - he, Severa and Inigo were pulled by a god into brand new lives, lauded as they were by Anankos as the most powerful heroes of their timeline. They were given a quest to end the life of a creator, to save existence, and that's the kind of pressure Odin will be returning home to, but -
His own world is already gone. Anything that happens to Nohr has already happened to Ylisse, the version of it he grew up in, where his mother's royal blood stained the dirt of her homeland red and where his father's hands shook and slowed as the arrow that shot through his back brought his heart to a stop. He's through the window of someone else's world, back home, and there's a surreal safety blanket in knowing that if everybody there dies - the people he loves, the people he cares about - they're not his people. It's... callous, but he's already killed so many others, severed their ties to consciousness with each stab or cut of his blade, each spell flung from his wrist, that it's hard for him to feel the same pressure he did when people only knew him as Owain.
So he bites down on those platitudes, the "i understand"s and the "i'm sorry"s, disgusting and empty things that swell up in him like a riptide. He focuses on Magnus as just the man he is - too young to feel what he feels, too small for such big things. There's danger in being fragile, and while Magnus isn't so brittle to fall for those traps, Odin thinks he's something close to it. Magnus is too gentle to be like broken glass, but too strong to be fully whole - there are cracks in him, Odin thinks, and they don't need to be filled, necessarily, but they need to be observed. Odin wants to handle Magnus with the care and the respect he deserves, and if all he can do is tell him "please, fucking lean on me, you're my family, I want someone so bright and so radiant and so caring as you to shine with more than just your brilliance, I want you to shine with joy", then that's what he'll do. ]
Take your time. Don't force these things. You don't need to be in any rush to... notice, or to get better, or-- or reach whatever goal it is you settle on, whatever it is you decide to do to help yourself be more comfortable. There's nothing to suggest you won't have years to spend with me, and with the Alex you know here, and with all the other people who love you. If you want to notice, you will, with time. I'll help you. Everyone'll help you, honestly. I think all your friends want of you is your happiness.
But - yeah. You would've liked her. My mom. She was a lot like you, I think. Not just-- the healing, but-- her soul? She inspired hope in people, made them want to be better. I think you're like that. To me, you are, in any case.
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His own world is already gone. Anything that happens to Nohr has already happened to Ylisse, the version of it he grew up in, where his mother's royal blood stained the dirt of her homeland red and where his father's hands shook and slowed as the arrow that shot through his back brought his heart to a stop. He's through the window of someone else's world, back home, and there's a surreal safety blanket in knowing that if everybody there dies - the people he loves, the people he cares about - they're not his people. It's... callous, but he's already killed so many others, severed their ties to consciousness with each stab or cut of his blade, each spell flung from his wrist, that it's hard for him to feel the same pressure he did when people only knew him as Owain.
So he bites down on those platitudes, the "i understand"s and the "i'm sorry"s, disgusting and empty things that swell up in him like a riptide. He focuses on Magnus as just the man he is - too young to feel what he feels, too small for such big things. There's danger in being fragile, and while Magnus isn't so brittle to fall for those traps, Odin thinks he's something close to it. Magnus is too gentle to be like broken glass, but too strong to be fully whole - there are cracks in him, Odin thinks, and they don't need to be filled, necessarily, but they need to be observed. Odin wants to handle Magnus with the care and the respect he deserves, and if all he can do is tell him "please, fucking lean on me, you're my family, I want someone so bright and so radiant and so caring as you to shine with more than just your brilliance, I want you to shine with joy", then that's what he'll do. ]
Take your time. Don't force these things. You don't need to be in any rush to... notice, or to get better, or-- or reach whatever goal it is you settle on, whatever it is you decide to do to help yourself be more comfortable. There's nothing to suggest you won't have years to spend with me, and with the Alex you know here, and with all the other people who love you. If you want to notice, you will, with time. I'll help you. Everyone'll help you, honestly. I think all your friends want of you is your happiness.
But - yeah. You would've liked her. My mom. She was a lot like you, I think. Not just-- the healing, but-- her soul? She inspired hope in people, made them want to be better. I think you're like that. To me, you are, in any case.