New Entry; My Best Friend's Back
Lynel is here. He's real. I'm not insane. I should feel incredibly relieved by that, right? Instead, somehow, this feels worse. He's undead, Carsis says there's something wrong with him... There has to be. The Lynel I knew wouldn't have attacked someone to escape a conversation he didn't want to be having. Well. That's not entirely true, but he'd have to be very, very drunk. Last night I was so overwhelmed that I nearly broke down. Now...
Now I don't know what to think. I'm worried, because he said something to Carsis about a gift, whatever that meant. Told him that I'd be proud. Lynel never cared for my opinions of his behavior, why should he start doing so in death? What could he possibly want to give me that would cause me to feel pride? I can't possibly come up with a satisfactory answer myself--all that I can do is wait. I'm incredibly annoyed with him. Angry even. One could go so far as to say pissed off, if one was inclined to be crass. He attacked Carsis. He wasn't hurt, thank the ether, but even so... I'm tempted to go out and search for him, if only to give him a good punch to the jaw.
It probably wouldn't have any effect, beyond making me feel a bit better. I can't help feeling like it's my fault. After all, Lynel is following me, for whatever reason. It's my fault his body wasn't burned like it should have been. He wouldn't have become undead if I had
No point dwelling on the past. Deal with the present.
If only I could figure out how.
I wish he was actually dead No, I don't. I just wish that he would talk to me instead of skulking around like some prepubescent stalker.
Now I don't know what to think. I'm worried, because he said something to Carsis about a gift, whatever that meant. Told him that I'd be proud. Lynel never cared for my opinions of his behavior, why should he start doing so in death? What could he possibly want to give me that would cause me to feel pride? I can't possibly come up with a satisfactory answer myself--all that I can do is wait. I'm incredibly annoyed with him. Angry even. One could go so far as to say pissed off, if one was inclined to be crass. He attacked Carsis. He wasn't hurt, thank the ether, but even so... I'm tempted to go out and search for him, if only to give him a good punch to the jaw.
It probably wouldn't have any effect, beyond making me feel a bit better. I can't help feeling like it's my fault. After all, Lynel is following me, for whatever reason. It's my fault his body wasn't burned like it should have been. He wouldn't have become undead if I had
No point dwelling on the past. Deal with the present.
If only I could figure out how.
I wish he was actually dead No, I don't. I just wish that he would talk to me instead of skulking around like some prepubescent stalker.