[private] I hate you because I think of you

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I can see through you, see your true colors
Cause inside you're ugly, you're ugly like me

If he could press the images into her mind like Aela could do to him then he would have done so instantly, with or without her consent. He would have shown her just exactly what her navy blue family member had been up to and perhaps might have even shared the offer that Gale had specifically made to him, another token of good faith in this strange and tentative truce they had just solidified between each other. Instead he becomes distracted by the flickers of shock and disgust that cross her face when he mentions Aela. That wickedness sparks in the red of his eyes as he tries to sift through her feelings and see if they were real or merely just a display to throw him off. But it seems to be honest, that frustration at least, that quickly follows as she huffs and narrows her eyes.

“Reave is her brother. You really didn’t know?” He asks, pleased that at least he wasn’t the only one caught off guard by the whole thing. Of course there was still Aela herself to speak with about all this (and he is aware on some level that she should have been the first in line for this conversation) but the worry that perhaps she had known all along still rankles him, still leaves an acidic taste of resentment on his tongue. ”What a mess.” She finally says and he says nothing as there is nothing to say. It is a mess. All of it. Including whatever the fuck this was going on between them.

He cannot look away from the brilliant slashes of burnt orange and wispy pinks that fill the darkening twilight, he had always had an eye for beautiful things and sunsets happened to be one of them. She speaks to him of her father as he watches the colors dance across the sky and that resentment seems to spread, drawn out of dark crevices and old forgotten wounds as she speaks so fondly of the parent she had known. As naturally his thoughts turn to his own sire, the vanished Overseer. “A giant you say? I’ve never seen a giant before.” He murmurs to her but his voice is flat and it is clear that his mind is only half-trained on her.

It’s her sarcastic laugh that pulls him back, that brings his glowing red eyes back to her as she speaks of being concerned and he can’t help the twinge of pity (such a strange feeling that he's not sure he has ever felt before) that flutters around his decaying heart. Because he understands better then anyone what it’s like to have your family go missing. Her promise to not seek out Gale does little to soothe his concerns (does little to make him believe her) but he nods slightly anyways. If she was traveling to the North she would find out herself soon enough. He was not her keeper or her babysitter and he had no desire to control her or anyone else. He snorts at her comment of family but it’s his turn to grin at her now, something less smug and something more real and crooked at her offered invitation. “I do love a good party.” Glittering vermillion eyes search her face again as he wonders what exactly he had just gotten himself into with this damned family.

As the day fades and the moon begins to make its epic rise into the night, he feels the call to return to the Pampas. It was past time that he met with the golden striped mare Cheri despised so much. “As fun as this has been I believe we both have things to do before your grand event.” He says, stretching his neck and unwinding his muscles from the relaxed stance he had been taking. He pauses, scrutinizing the Heir of Loess as that strange look returns to his glittering sanguine iris’s. “By the way... Have I told you how awful you look today?” He suddenly says, that conceitedness returning as he smirks at her.

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@Cheri