unbearable and strangely easy to mistake for loathing

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To be lonely was to admit defeat, that was how the evening star saw it. To be defeated, was to be pathetic, which was how humanity saw it, or at least that’s how she’d come to gather, from her time on the ground and her time watching. Being pathetic was not a very good thing, now or then, and probably never would be

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[xiii_pullo]

Pullo came upon Yvaine and smiled, but his expression soon changed to something much like confusion.

"What's that? I hope you aren't hungry enough to eat a mouse, love," he said, concerned.

[to_catch]

Carefully the star picked up the cage, staring with horror at the squeaking mouse which stared back.

"It's...oh Tristran, I hope you're all right," she told the mouse, before turning took at Pullo, half glaring at him. "I wouldn't eat him, I love him."

[xiii_pullo]

Pullo didn't quite know what to make of that. He hadn't missed how she'd called it the name of the man she'd left back where she came from.

Or at least he thought Tristan had been a man, the way she'd talked about him.

"That's your Tristan?"

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"Yes," she said, sighing quite hopelessly, because it felt quite hopeless. At this point, Yvaine wasn't certain if it was more pathetic to be lonely or to have her love turn up in the form of a cheese loving rodent.

"I...oh bollocks. He's not normally a dormouse he just stood up to a witch and his mother was a bird and oh--" She made a noise that was something like a sob and held the cage up to her eyes. Tristran the mouse blinked back. "He's quite the stubborn and thick and obnoxious if not foppishly handsome man. As a mouse, he's just...furry. This makes us pathetic you know."

[adorablespike]

Adora Belle seemed to be encountering a disturbing amount of people who had been gifted with rodents. All right, so two wasn't a disturbing amount, but it was close.

Soon they'd have to get the dwarfs in if only to help curb the rat problem.

"Tristran?" she said, coming up behind the woman, a cigarette - as always - between her lips. "That's an interesting name for a rat." She looked closer. "Mouse."

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"Dormouse."

The correction came quick, accidental even, but that happened when one was deeply emotionally, even if denying attentioned to said rodent. But people shouldn't talk about such things. "And I didn't name him. His mother did. This development is fitting, if not horribly, horribly diturbing. He's supposed to be unstuck from this, not...er...stuck like this."

[adorablespike]

Adora Belle picked up on things fairly quickly, which is why she looked from the woman to the mouse (sorry, dormouse) and said:

"He's a person?"

[to_catch]

This was handy, as despite having all the time in the world, the star had the tendency to go quite fast.

"Yes, he's a person, even if he is a complete and utter clodpole. Though, I think he's more of a mouse than a man now."

[apocralyptic]

Some nights Coin couldn't sleep, and this was looking like one of them. The silence was just too loud- it was better outside, with the surf audible even far away, and all the little bugs and birds and things making their noises. It was a purposeless noise, but at least it wasn't the silence.

And then there was about the most purposeful noise there was, which was a human voice, or at least human-like. So he stepped through the brush, not to talk back so much as to listen from closer up.

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"This is, Tristran, I cannot believe that you're here, well I can believe that you're here, but that you're here like this! What did you do to get stuck like this again? Did you tell her off? You know that she has more magic than you or at least has the hag thing right."

Tristran squeaked, and Yvaine wasn't certain was sort of squeak it was, at least not when coupled with the twitch of the whiskers like so. She sighed and turned her head, feeling a different sort of pathetic now, and saw a boy, since moments of her humiliation seemed to full of them.

"Yes?"

[apocralyptic]

Coin shook his head. "It's nothing. I was only listening to you with your mouse. At least- is it a mouse? I knew a lizard, once..."

[to_catch]

"It is...I mean, he is, a mouse who once was a man."

It was all very complicated Yvaine thought, a bit too complicated and it made her stomach twist just a bit.