[There is no answer to Hector's call, and no warm glow of a fire or any other signs of life in the clearing. Well, if Isaac decided to abscond, Hector wouldn't expect him to leave any traces.
He could let him go peacefully into the night, accept their parting of ways as the inevitable conclusion of two diametrically opposed men. He could...
...but he won't. There's too much left unsaid between them. Hector wants to share the meal he worked for, the one that Isaac had said he wanted. Even if Isaac leaves after, Hector doesn't want to move into whatever life brings him with the regret of missing that moment.
The bond has been a piece of him since they both came to Dracula's castle. For the first time, Hector reaches out to it and pulls.
The manipulation of the bond points him in the right direction, and he follows. He expects he will have to chase Isaac down, over miles and days to give him his damned slanina, but the unseen trail ends not far away, in a cave mostly concealed with overgrowth.]
Did you change your mind about leaving?
[He interjects as he stoops to duck inside the cave. Why else would he still be so nearby after nearly a full day?
Then he sees the shape in the darkness.]
Fuck, what happened to you?
[He is by Isaac's side in an instant, running his hands over the shivering body to help assess what his eyes can't see in the darkness. The smell of blood and smoke drifts heavy in the air.
It hasn't been practical to fuel his fairy's magic through enemy blood since the curse ended, so Hector channels his own power into the creature so that it can cast more than the minor acts of healing it has done recently.]
Be still, let me help you... [He murmurs, just to say something.]
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He could let him go peacefully into the night, accept their parting of ways as the inevitable conclusion of two diametrically opposed men. He could...
...but he won't. There's too much left unsaid between them. Hector wants to share the meal he worked for, the one that Isaac had said he wanted. Even if Isaac leaves after, Hector doesn't want to move into whatever life brings him with the regret of missing that moment.
The bond has been a piece of him since they both came to Dracula's castle. For the first time, Hector reaches out to it and pulls.
The manipulation of the bond points him in the right direction, and he follows. He expects he will have to chase Isaac down, over miles and days to give him his damned slanina, but the unseen trail ends not far away, in a cave mostly concealed with overgrowth.]
Did you change your mind about leaving?
[He interjects as he stoops to duck inside the cave. Why else would he still be so nearby after nearly a full day?
Then he sees the shape in the darkness.]
Fuck, what happened to you?
[He is by Isaac's side in an instant, running his hands over the shivering body to help assess what his eyes can't see in the darkness. The smell of blood and smoke drifts heavy in the air.
It hasn't been practical to fuel his fairy's magic through enemy blood since the curse ended, so Hector channels his own power into the creature so that it can cast more than the minor acts of healing it has done recently.]
Be still, let me help you... [He murmurs, just to say something.]