i love you, i'm sorry
"What do you want from me?"
"From you...no, not from you. With you. Mythra, I want you."
Even admitting it had to be a betrayal. Of him? Of her?
How else to garner emotional stability, other than a policy of perpetual access, a prioritization above all?
And here they'd always thought Mythra to be the greedy one.
Minoth refused to let himself believe that Mythra could ever want him in the same way - could ever want to be around him, value his opinion, dwell on him the way he dwelt on her. It was an intoxicating impossibility, to imagine existence without peer, such as that dream promised.
To want something from someone was to get something given, offered, passed from one hand to the other and the next. The two parts, actors, remained separate, aloof. No, when Minoth closed his eyes, he and Mythra were nearly one, synonymous in desires for the future and judgements of the past.
Did he just want to be validated? Was that really all it was?