[Something in there gets the shaking to start back up - it's not as aggressive as before, but it's still clearly something he's not really able to control any. He's not really sure what part of this is hitting him so strangely... or maybe that's just it, it's all of it. After all, Iago hasn't had anyone he's close to in years. He's gotten by solely on his own intelligence, hard work, and natural skill for over twenty years without ever coming to rely on someone else. Having someone offer him support now, when he's at his lowest with damn near nothing to offer in return, means more than he can really express.
For a moment he doesn't respond verbally; instead his grip tightens and he settles more easily into Dist's embrace, trying to get that mild shaking to stop. He does manage words eventually though, if only because he needs to find a way to express himself better.]
I felt like this back home. Shortly before I arrived here, I was betrayed by two thousand soldiers. How could I have missed that? How could I, Nohr's greatest tactician, be outwitted by Garon's children? I was slipping up, almost nonstop. Everything was falling apart right in front of me and it felt like I couldn't focus, it was so... so frustrating.
Things were better here; I felt like I could focus and plan again. [Probably because there wasn't an evil dragon god messing with his head, buuuuut that's not important.] Even if I couldn't fit everything perfectly into place I thought I was doing well at remaining useful to the group so they wouldn't turn on me and keeping my head down enough not to draw anyone's ire. If I could keep myself safe, everything else would fall into place.
[A deep, shuddering breath.]
I never meant to get attached. I always thought that such things would hold me back. That they'd get in the way.
[He's very aware that he's rambling, but he can't quite seem to make himself stop. It's only when he reaches this point that he's suddenly aware that he is going somewhere with this, and that gets him to settle a bit.]
I meant what I said. For as horrid as this whole experience is... I'm so pleased I've had the opportunity to meet you and get to know you. I've been alone almost my entire life and I never thought I needed anyone, but... You've become so important to me as well, Dist.
someone please give him all the MVP trophies
For a moment he doesn't respond verbally; instead his grip tightens and he settles more easily into Dist's embrace, trying to get that mild shaking to stop. He does manage words eventually though, if only because he needs to find a way to express himself better.]
I felt like this back home. Shortly before I arrived here, I was betrayed by two thousand soldiers. How could I have missed that? How could I, Nohr's greatest tactician, be outwitted by Garon's children? I was slipping up, almost nonstop. Everything was falling apart right in front of me and it felt like I couldn't focus, it was so... so frustrating.
Things were better here; I felt like I could focus and plan again. [Probably because there wasn't an evil dragon god messing with his head, buuuuut that's not important.] Even if I couldn't fit everything perfectly into place I thought I was doing well at remaining useful to the group so they wouldn't turn on me and keeping my head down enough not to draw anyone's ire. If I could keep myself safe, everything else would fall into place.
[A deep, shuddering breath.]
I never meant to get attached. I always thought that such things would hold me back. That they'd get in the way.
[He's very aware that he's rambling, but he can't quite seem to make himself stop. It's only when he reaches this point that he's suddenly aware that he is going somewhere with this, and that gets him to settle a bit.]
I meant what I said. For as horrid as this whole experience is... I'm so pleased I've had the opportunity to meet you and get to know you. I've been alone almost my entire life and I never thought I needed anyone, but... You've become so important to me as well, Dist.