[The silence in the air is strangely deafening. Or maybe it's the sound of his head and heart pounding and his thoughts continuing to move faster and faster than he's ever had them move before. It's not as if he's not used to his thoughts racing, but such things were usually for more stimulating endeavors; reading, research and the like. This is...
This is different, and the more Linhardt analyzes it, the more he can't even come close to finding any sort of answer. He's more confused than ever, and he hates it, he wants to puzzle it out, he wants to take back what he did.
And then Hubert speaks up, cutting through the fog in his mind, and Linhardt jumps to the worst conclusion. He's taken this too far, hasn't he? This went further beyond what was necessary, and while Linhardt doesn't look hurt necessarily, his look goes downcast and towards the ground. No wonder this feels wrong. No wonder it feels wrong, and awful, and like he shouldn't have done this, he should have just kept it simple and not acted without thinking.
He's an idiot. He's stupid, so stupid, why did he think this would--]
...I apologize, Hubert. I...I believe I have made a terrible mistake.
[He's not quite sure what it is. Was it going too far? Was it leading Hubert on like this, confusing him? Was it putting his own research and curiosity above common sense? Was it...falling for his friend?
At any rate, Linhardt sounds genuinely sorry for once in his life, and everything about this hurts, and--]
I think this experiment has proven to be a failure, and all I have done is wasted our time. I need to take my leave.
[Linhardt doesn't even wait for Hubert to say anything; he weaves past Hubert and he bolts from the tower. It's the fastest Linhardt's ever moved in his life. Maybe he should feel worse about this, but all he wants to do is leave and stop the ceaseless pounding in his head.
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This is different, and the more Linhardt analyzes it, the more he can't even come close to finding any sort of answer. He's more confused than ever, and he hates it, he wants to puzzle it out, he wants to take back what he did.
And then Hubert speaks up, cutting through the fog in his mind, and Linhardt jumps to the worst conclusion. He's taken this too far, hasn't he? This went further beyond what was necessary, and while Linhardt doesn't look hurt necessarily, his look goes downcast and towards the ground. No wonder this feels wrong. No wonder it feels wrong, and awful, and like he shouldn't have done this, he should have just kept it simple and not acted without thinking.
He's an idiot. He's stupid, so stupid, why did he think this would--]
...I apologize, Hubert. I...I believe I have made a terrible mistake.
[He's not quite sure what it is. Was it going too far? Was it leading Hubert on like this, confusing him? Was it putting his own research and curiosity above common sense? Was it...falling for his friend?
At any rate, Linhardt sounds genuinely sorry for once in his life, and everything about this hurts, and--]
I think this experiment has proven to be a failure, and all I have done is wasted our time. I need to take my leave.
[Linhardt doesn't even wait for Hubert to say anything; he weaves past Hubert and he bolts from the tower. It's the fastest Linhardt's ever moved in his life. Maybe he should feel worse about this, but all he wants to do is leave and stop the ceaseless pounding in his head.
What a damned idiot he was.]