Edmund could never be intentionally cruel to Al, even as far gone as he was. There was a new stringency to Al's pheromones, something sharp and sad. Edmund hated that it was because of him. He turned to Al.
"What would you have me do, then?" A distinctive catch in Edmund's voice, like he was swallowing tears. "I pursued and you said no. I stayed away and you think me fickle. I am honest with you and still hurt you. I didn't ask for this - " He gestured wildly to the tent that reeked of blatant need. " - and yet we're here. I ask you then, what would you have me do?"
His voice rang of desperation. More than he needed relief (and he needed it badly just then), Edmund needed to know where they stood. If Al could just be honest in turn with him, give him some kind of explanation and course of action, even if it was away from him, that would be something.
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Date: 2017-08-30 12:52 am (UTC)"What would you have me do, then?" A distinctive catch in Edmund's voice, like he was swallowing tears. "I pursued and you said no. I stayed away and you think me fickle. I am honest with you and still hurt you. I didn't ask for this - " He gestured wildly to the tent that reeked of blatant need. " - and yet we're here. I ask you then, what would you have me do?"
His voice rang of desperation. More than he needed relief (and he needed it badly just then), Edmund needed to know where they stood. If Al could just be honest in turn with him, give him some kind of explanation and course of action, even if it was away from him, that would be something.