It's safe to say there is a profound lack of resting when Cade returns to his room, and he is so on-edge that he even snaps at the Tranquil who approaches to escort him. Of course, he immediately feels terrible and murmurs an apology (not that they care one way or the other), but it's not exactly setting the greatest tone for the rest of the night.
He spends the entire hour pacing and ruminating and cursing himself, on the one hand terrified of what might result from any of this, including but not limited to further ruination of his life and social connections, the deepening of his disgust with himself-- it's going pretty strong at the moment-- and, of course, the ever-present worry that he will end up right back where he started, silent and frightened and completely at the mercy of someone who's perfectly happy to use him for their own ends.
His mouth is dry and his palms sweaty when he arrives, exactly on time of course, and he isn't so presumptuous as to simply walk in. He knocks, and waits, and a big part of him hopes no one will answer.
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Date: 2016-04-14 04:22 am (UTC)He spends the entire hour pacing and ruminating and cursing himself, on the one hand terrified of what might result from any of this, including but not limited to further ruination of his life and social connections, the deepening of his disgust with himself-- it's going pretty strong at the moment-- and, of course, the ever-present worry that he will end up right back where he started, silent and frightened and completely at the mercy of someone who's perfectly happy to use him for their own ends.
His mouth is dry and his palms sweaty when he arrives, exactly on time of course, and he isn't so presumptuous as to simply walk in. He knocks, and waits, and a big part of him hopes no one will answer.