[ The war had been done for at least a month at this point. Cale had dropped the fall out ( the mess ) into Alberu's hands in favor of going to his hidden villa and just. Sleeping his life away. That's the goal, considering all the time that he's spend working up to this moment. He's survived. His people... The most important ones, his inner circle, are fine. They are safe and sound and have been only encouraging Cale to take it easy.
With one additional person, of course. Cale had given Sylvain an opportunity to choose what he had wanted to do next. The strange resort that they had found themselves in had run its course, leaving them with some options. Sylvain, at the time, had seemed a little unhappy ( that's the nice word Cale uses for it ) about the prospect of returning home. So, if Kim Rok Soo could start over, why not Sylvain? He had merely held out his hand in an offer - an offer to support Sylvain if he had decided to come with in whatever he decided. A painter? Sure, Cale would sponsor him. Mercenary? Hell, Cale would hire him if needed. Doesn't matter.
He had thought that, like many others, if offered freedom then Sylvain would take it and just run with it. Maybe Cale should have known better by now because Sylvain also doesn't leave. Instead the man finds his place amongst Cale's other people. There hadn't been any pressure to and, of course, there hadn't been any real time to explain to Sylvain how Cale actually seems to know the things that he does.
It's not like Cale has ever had much of a break to explain those things.
Now though? There could be time. If Sylvain even cares to ask or dig around for information. Now, he's stayed in bed all morning. Getting up will happen. Maybe. At some point. The kids have already come in and have tried to pat and paw Cale and convince him to get up. They do tend to worry when he is starting to go into relaxation mode. Cale has since chased them off, saying that they should go "play with someone else."
So there's a breathy sigh as he stretches in his bed. No cats or dragons occupying the space with him. Hair, grown out to the point where he ties it back, disheveled and messy.
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With one additional person, of course. Cale had given Sylvain an opportunity to choose what he had wanted to do next. The strange resort that they had found themselves in had run its course, leaving them with some options. Sylvain, at the time, had seemed a little unhappy ( that's the nice word Cale uses for it ) about the prospect of returning home. So, if Kim Rok Soo could start over, why not Sylvain? He had merely held out his hand in an offer - an offer to support Sylvain if he had decided to come with in whatever he decided. A painter? Sure, Cale would sponsor him. Mercenary? Hell, Cale would hire him if needed. Doesn't matter.
He had thought that, like many others, if offered freedom then Sylvain would take it and just run with it. Maybe Cale should have known better by now because Sylvain also doesn't leave. Instead the man finds his place amongst Cale's other people. There hadn't been any pressure to and, of course, there hadn't been any real time to explain to Sylvain how Cale actually seems to know the things that he does.
It's not like Cale has ever had much of a break to explain those things.
Now though? There could be time. If Sylvain even cares to ask or dig around for information. Now, he's stayed in bed all morning. Getting up will happen. Maybe. At some point. The kids have already come in and have tried to pat and paw Cale and convince him to get up. They do tend to worry when he is starting to go into relaxation mode. Cale has since chased them off, saying that they should go "play with someone else."
So there's a breathy sigh as he stretches in his bed. No cats or dragons occupying the space with him. Hair, grown out to the point where he ties it back, disheveled and messy.
And Cale is loving this for him. ]