If Sebastian was honest, he hadn't expected a huge wedding for his cousin regardless of the location of the union – she was right, he knew it wasn't what she would have wanted. But the sharpness of her response hit him, despite her having only coated her words with mild sternness towards him. Elsie knew her own mind, of that, Sebastian had been certain of long ago. But he would most certainly be lying if he said he hadn't wanted to be there for her - thought that she would have at least wanted some of her family, if not him there for her, even if it wasn't remotely traditional.
But Elsie was right, this wasn't about him, nor about any of their other family. This had been about her and Kirke all along. Had never meant to involve Sebastian or anyone else. And so he closed his mouth and listened, growing increasingly uncomfortable at being so chastised. He'd deserved it, of that there was no doubt. But was it so necessary that she pose him not being happy for her as an option? As if the strength of their friendship had ever hinged upon conditions, and that one event like this would be so strong as to break it so easily.
Clearly she did. With his comment about Kirke, he might as well have thrown that option out there himself.
"Of course, I'm happy for you Elsie." He responded. But he hadn't shown it - hadn't responded in the way that she'd wanted, and for that, it seemed he'd been handed his lot and would have to live with the consequences. Perhaps today was not the day that he would truly get to show how happy he was. His mistake had seen to that. But to offer to leave now to lick his wounds seemed the coward's way out, and so he shook himself mentally. "I'm sorry I didn't show that. And I'm sorry it was so rushed." The corner of his mouth twitched up in a ghost of a smile as he looked at her again. "And you'll hear no more of this topic from me then. But it appears timing is the least of the little one's mind."
But Elsie was right, this wasn't about him, nor about any of their other family. This had been about her and Kirke all along. Had never meant to involve Sebastian or anyone else. And so he closed his mouth and listened, growing increasingly uncomfortable at being so chastised. He'd deserved it, of that there was no doubt. But was it so necessary that she pose him not being happy for her as an option? As if the strength of their friendship had ever hinged upon conditions, and that one event like this would be so strong as to break it so easily.
Clearly she did. With his comment about Kirke, he might as well have thrown that option out there himself.
"Of course, I'm happy for you Elsie." He responded. But he hadn't shown it - hadn't responded in the way that she'd wanted, and for that, it seemed he'd been handed his lot and would have to live with the consequences. Perhaps today was not the day that he would truly get to show how happy he was. His mistake had seen to that. But to offer to leave now to lick his wounds seemed the coward's way out, and so he shook himself mentally. "I'm sorry I didn't show that. And I'm sorry it was so rushed." The corner of his mouth twitched up in a ghost of a smile as he looked at her again. "And you'll hear no more of this topic from me then. But it appears timing is the least of the little one's mind."