just a little bad.
*Ikenna evenly meets those by now wide, tear-filled eyes, his smile soft, loving. He gives a slow shake of his head.* Of course it will solve it. Don't be naive, Nia. *he gently scoffs, his voice cracking, hoarse, and utterly empty. Of course it will solve it. It's... it's what he should have done so very long ago--what he should have succeeded in doing his first fucking try.
This time would be different. He had Tanek to thank for that.* Tanek... Tanek Durth is a miserable, disgusting fuck, but... he's right, Nia. He's right. Coelia was right. Malba... Malba is right. If my own son even says it, then... what choice do I really have? *With each word spoken, his hand draws up a little more, closer, closer...*
For... what it's worth though, Nia. I really am sorry. I'm sorry I wandered into your bar, your life, your... I'm sorry that I... love you as much as I do. Can you forgive me that? *A few more of those damned tears trickle down his cheeks, but his smile remains. He really is sorry. He is so... so fucking sorry.*