[ viren feels a glimmer of hurt at that confirmation, explanatory as it is - in some way, he was hoping his assertion would be enough that it would change the trajectory of the conversation. he considers his options. he could outright lie; he only worries that his bonded would discover that he had, and the longterm damage that might cause. it wouldn't be the first time he's seen the results of that. ]
[ he could also allow him to come. he isn't his king, who he would wait for permission from before doing his worst - even if he's still dear. his hand slips to myr's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. ]
I'm sorry, that you feel you can't.
[ the apology rings hollowly. it's still a 'well, that's a pity' type of sentiment. there's ways to circumvent this promise, which he's also entirely sure that myr already realizes. in a way, if he hadn't been lied to instead, then the problem's already been resolved. ]
no subject
[ he could also allow him to come. he isn't his king, who he would wait for permission from before doing his worst - even if he's still dear. his hand slips to myr's shoulder, giving it a light squeeze. ]
I'm sorry, that you feel you can't.
[ the apology rings hollowly. it's still a 'well, that's a pity' type of sentiment. there's ways to circumvent this promise, which he's also entirely sure that myr already realizes. in a way, if he hadn't been lied to instead, then the problem's already been resolved. ]
I won't go, then.