[It's another testament to their bond that Dearka doesn't doggedly insist Yzak explain himself right then and there. There's enough in Yzak's response for him to feel satisfied that he'll get at least something of an explanation eventually. How long 'eventually' will actually be remains to be seen, but. That's still enough for him to at least pull back with the questions, for the time being.
He is still worried, though. MORE worried than he was when he first headed over, that's for damn sure, because even beyond the weird reaction to the shoulder touch, Dearka can see that there's something off about Yzak's whole demeanor. There's something in him that wasn't there a few days ago... A deep pain in his eyes, which rattles Dearka with its unfamiliarity.
Dearka can't imagine what could possibly cause something like that. At least, he can't imagine anything that would cause it which he wouldn't also already know about by now, purely by virtue of their being on the same team and sharing many of the same connections.
Maybe... Is it just that the stress of the war finally getting to him...? No... As an accomplished ZAFT commander, it's hard to imagine Yzak's resolve wavering in such a way. The timing would make it especially strange too, coming on the heels of their team achieving such a massive win against the Earth Forces, foiling their plans and all.
Speculating will get him nowhere, he realizes. So he nods, and tries to smile reassuringly, even though it feels like there's very little to smile about at the moment.]
Just as he always is, like a powerful, supportive wind at his back. And done without missing a single beat. All per the norm for Dearka, and familiar enough to Yzak that it still wraps around his psyche with that feeling of assurance, though it feels thin and time-worn, like something put away for a long, long time.
And it's funny ... to Dearka, being here probably feels more comfortable than it does to Yzak and it's his damn home! Not even owing to the fact that Dearka comes by often enough and makes himself at home, since Yzak was so acclimated to where he's been that he still half wonders if it's just another dream (since he's had them often, of being back).
So he motions with his hand (the gloved one, the suspicious one) as he always did, the movement coming naturally to him as he signals for Dearka to do as he pleases; grab something from the kitchen, get himself a drink, get comfortable. While Yzak does the same for himself.
And since we're here to get to the meaty stuff, Yzak sneaks in a few questions about work that serves to also remind himself of what he was ... doing, before he left. Asking Dearka what he's handled and what the others at the office are taking care of. So he'll know in the near future what he'll need to focus on to get back into a stride and step properly back into life again.
Even if the life he looks ahead at isn't what he wants anymore. At least, not in this exact form because there's a enormous void in the center of it.
Yzak can usually talk about this or that easily with Dearka, which is why even to him this feels rigid, off, imbalanced, the longer the elephant in the room remains that Something Is Up Here, and that frustration can be noted in his expression, tighter than usual, a lot clearly going on behind those blue eyes of his, even when he takes a sip of his tea (because of course he made himself tea, some things truly never change). A reminder of something he's already well aware of: that time can sometimes be a cruel thing. ]
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[It's another testament to their bond that Dearka doesn't doggedly insist Yzak explain himself right then and there. There's enough in Yzak's response for him to feel satisfied that he'll get at least something of an explanation eventually. How long 'eventually' will actually be remains to be seen, but. That's still enough for him to at least pull back with the questions, for the time being.
He is still worried, though. MORE worried than he was when he first headed over, that's for damn sure, because even beyond the weird reaction to the shoulder touch, Dearka can see that there's something off about Yzak's whole demeanor. There's something in him that wasn't there a few days ago... A deep pain in his eyes, which rattles Dearka with its unfamiliarity.
Dearka can't imagine what could possibly cause something like that. At least, he can't imagine anything that would cause it which he wouldn't also already know about by now, purely by virtue of their being on the same team and sharing many of the same connections.
Maybe... Is it just that the stress of the war finally getting to him...? No... As an accomplished ZAFT commander, it's hard to imagine Yzak's resolve wavering in such a way. The timing would make it especially strange too, coming on the heels of their team achieving such a massive win against the Earth Forces, foiling their plans and all.
Speculating will get him nowhere, he realizes. So he nods, and tries to smile reassuringly, even though it feels like there's very little to smile about at the moment.]
Alright. Right behind you.
[And so he follows Yzak's lead, as always.]
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Just as he always is, like a powerful, supportive wind at his back. And done without missing a single beat. All per the norm for Dearka, and familiar enough to Yzak that it still wraps around his psyche with that feeling of assurance, though it feels thin and time-worn, like something put away for a long, long time.
And it's funny ... to Dearka, being here probably feels more comfortable than it does to Yzak and it's his damn home! Not even owing to the fact that Dearka comes by often enough and makes himself at home, since Yzak was so acclimated to where he's been that he still half wonders if it's just another dream (since he's had them often, of being back).
So he motions with his hand (the gloved one, the suspicious one) as he always did, the movement coming naturally to him as he signals for Dearka to do as he pleases; grab something from the kitchen, get himself a drink, get comfortable. While Yzak does the same for himself.
And since we're here to get to the meaty stuff, Yzak sneaks in a few questions about work that serves to also remind himself of what he was ... doing, before he left. Asking Dearka what he's handled and what the others at the office are taking care of. So he'll know in the near future what he'll need to focus on to get back into a stride and step properly back into life again.
Even if the life he looks ahead at isn't what he wants anymore. At least, not in this exact form because there's a enormous void in the center of it.
Yzak can usually talk about this or that easily with Dearka, which is why even to him this feels rigid, off, imbalanced, the longer the elephant in the room remains that Something Is Up Here, and that frustration can be noted in his expression, tighter than usual, a lot clearly going on behind those blue eyes of his, even when he takes a sip of his tea (because of course he made himself tea, some things truly never change). A reminder of something he's already well aware of: that time can sometimes be a cruel thing. ]