As they walk Rue's mind wanders over the conversation, how Enasi's voice sounded, and the look in his eyes. He's never seen his guardian like that before, and even now. . . .The little fairy's eyes slide up to look at the man at his side. [i]'There's something missing there. Lord Enasi really doesn't want to go, and making him isn't. . .It isn't right. . .Yeah, they may hurt, when they have to go apart, but that doesn't mean. . .But, he would be so happy, he [b]is[/b] so happy when, but now it's like, I. . . .'[/i] A small hiccuping sob finds it's way out of his throat and without warning he comes to a stop. He keeps a strong hold on Enasi's hand, forcing him to stop. Without a word he looks up at his guardian, his eyes surprisingly dry. His expression is quite unreadable and after a long moment he lets Enasi's hand go and turns. With his back to his guardian Rue can not even find the strength to lift off the ground as he moves off down a random hallway, no real destination in mind. He wants to talk to Seishu, to settle some of the conflict in his heart, however at this moment all he can feel and understand is how sorry he is for the guardians he loves.

Suddenly from behind Enasi Harper's calm voice rings out. “Seems like he couldn't go through with it. . .” Once Enasi turns to look at the general he answers the silent question. “He couldn't force you to go see Night, knowing how much you don't want to.” He sighs softly, much like Rue not giving the guardian a chance to respond before going on. He too finds it hard act against his nature, however he loves his guardian, and sees this as the best way to help him now. “You don't want to see him, and forcing you to do so will do not good. We were hoping that you would open up to Rue, seeing as he is the best in the palace to represent the Nightmare Guardian's feelings, however you seem to adeptly gone back to your old bad habit of bottling things up, not letting us in, not letting us help you. You may have given us a reason, but you know Night would call that, and pardon my strong language, bullshit.” Sighing again Harper does not stay to listen to the red head's replay. Instead he calls over his shoulder as he walks away. “We still love you, more than anything, but if you won't let us help you, what are we suppose to do? Lord Enasi. . . . .”

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Inui snuggles in closer to his guardian, the pale figure shuddering in his sleep. There is a faint whine in the back of the little minion’s throat as he watches the expression on Seishu's face become upset, almost angry. However after a few seconds he seems to settle down, and with a shuddering sigh Inui rests his head back on Seishu's chest, holding tight to the unconscious man.

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[i]~His old inspiration to try and rip through the nothing, to destroy it, to change something, anything, returns to the Nightmare Guardian with a vengeance. He roars silently, trying with all his might to affect something, to do [b]anything[/b]. However, like all times before, he soon drops with a silent huff. Well, his mind tells him that's what he did. He has no body with which to do these thing, no reference of texture. However, despite giving up on the world around him, something else seems to be happening, but inside Seishu himself. He does not know the feeling, or understand it, but with a sigh he takes it as a welcome distraction, wrapping himself around it and holding it close. Something about it makes him think of Enasi, but what these days doesn't make him think of that red haired dope?~[/i]