[ The look Ellis gives her is utterly wretched. The truth is unavoidable. It scorches, impossible to ignore. It's what had driven him to speak with Alistair Theirin, had pushed him to the outright madness of speaking aloud secrets he knows a Warden should keep to themself. The urge to simply fling himself out a window rather than admit aloud what has become increasingly impossible to avoid is high, but he grasps Wysteria's hands in his own instead, heedless of what may or may not be snot in the mix. ]
Because I am devoted to you, [ He tells her, expression akin to a dying star. He says it as if he's wronged her. ] I have been devoted to you and Tony for some time now.
[ Maybe this is a different kind of steadfast devotion than Wysteria had been describing. Ellis doesn't see much variation. ]
I'm sorry.
[ Tacked on helplessly, and very uselessly. What good is an apology if Wysteria has no idea of just how much he is apologizing for? ]
no subject
Because I am devoted to you, [ He tells her, expression akin to a dying star. He says it as if he's wronged her. ] I have been devoted to you and Tony for some time now.
[ Maybe this is a different kind of steadfast devotion than Wysteria had been describing. Ellis doesn't see much variation. ]
I'm sorry.
[ Tacked on helplessly, and very uselessly. What good is an apology if Wysteria has no idea of just how much he is apologizing for? ]