[Edward hears the flute inside, both through the journal and the window. He's cautious - can't really help it, after last time - but he follows the sound outside, anyway. It's when he hears where it's really coming from that gives him pause; he knows Sigmund jumped, and he's not much of a climber, though he'd find a way up there if Sigmund needed him. He's just... not sure if he's needed at all.
And then he hears Capell's music.
In the end, indecision beats out concern, so he sits down against the wall, legs drawn up to his chest, and waits. Everyone needs their privacy sometimes.]
[It's tempting to argue - because he's been with the Capell who knew, seen how he feels about it all - but he's tired of angering Sigmund when it never gets him anywhere. So this time he ducks his head and does the smart thing by shutting up.]
[He doesn't mean to, but he sounds miserably confused. The Liberator, Capell's father, a friend... these roles all contradict each other in some way. Sigmund is used to having a clear idea of what people expect of him. He may not always agree with those expectations, and he may not always meet them, but he at least always knew what they were. What does Edward want from him?]
[Suddenly, he's making all these demands and stuff, and disapproving. It's confusing as hell. Friendship doesn't mean you get to tell Sigmund what to do, silly Edward. But Sigmund came up here to make a decision, and he made it. Remembering that gives him back much of his self-assurance.]
I don't know who you think 'I' am, but you will be disappointed. [Doesn't sound like he's too broken up about that.]
[Edward's behavior has been so annoying that he is not even going to dignify that with a response. It never happened. Now stop doing it.
Anyway, he was trying to say something before this little sidetrip.] I do want to see him again. I will never stop wanting to see him. But, listening to others is where I first went wrong. I won't do it again.
[Blink. Edward's surprised for a moment, then pauses, choosing his words carefully. He doesn't want to inadvertently upset him again.]
I think so, my lord. Taking over as the leader of the Force has been difficult, but he's accepted help from everyone, and our group has grown, as well. I was wrong to call him a coward- he's the bravest man I know, after you.
Capell is a much braver man than I. [Although he doesn't sound terribly upset about making this 'correction.' Maybe because it gives him a chance to brag.]
He is fighting well? He hasn't been injured, has he?
[Edward opens his mouth to protest, but manages to refrain on account of the fact that he's already managed to get both feet in there already. BACK TO CAPELL, AHEM. ...And while he knows Capell's been hurt, Edward's just going to ignore all that and go with his current state of being. :|b]
His skills have improved a great deal, and he was fine the last time I saw him. We've defeated many of the Order's soldiers, and he's cut two more chains since Vesplume Tower. I think he's made a lot of progress.
And then he hears Capell's music.
In the end, indecision beats out concern, so he sits down against the wall, legs drawn up to his chest, and waits. Everyone needs their privacy sometimes.]
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He's the Liberator. I know that. But he isn't mine.
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Then stop telling me what Capell would want.
[Maybe this will get the message across. He's... not hopeful about it, though.]
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[He doesn't mean to, but he sounds miserably confused. The Liberator, Capell's father, a friend... these roles all contradict each other in some way. Sigmund is used to having a clear idea of what people expect of him. He may not always agree with those expectations, and he may not always meet them, but he at least always knew what they were. What does Edward want from him?]
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I've... been selfish for a long time. I was trying not to be, but... [He managed to become even more so. Great.]
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I don't know who you think 'I' am, but you will be disappointed. [Doesn't sound like he's too broken up about that.]
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...Maybe. I don't believe it, but... I'll wait, my lord. [He pauses, then adds:] I'm sorry for being so difficult.
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Anyway, he was trying to say something before this little sidetrip.] I do want to see him again. I will never stop wanting to see him. But, listening to others is where I first went wrong. I won't do it again.
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...I meant no offense. I'm sorry. [And he won't be doing that again.]
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There's no need to speak of it.
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I won't mention it again.
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I think so, my lord. Taking over as the leader of the Force has been difficult, but he's accepted help from everyone, and our group has grown, as well. I was wrong to call him a coward- he's the bravest man I know, after you.
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He is fighting well? He hasn't been injured, has he?
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His skills have improved a great deal, and he was fine the last time I saw him. We've defeated many of the Order's soldiers, and he's cut two more chains since Vesplume Tower. I think he's made a lot of progress.
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