"You needed help," he said in a more serious, but subdued tone. "I'm not so far out of touch with my humanity that I can ignore someone in need when they're before my eyes." And, in this case, it was in his power to do something helpful for a new friend.
"I don't think you're out of touch with it at all. And that's coming from someone who used to be human and wasn't born this way." He wanted that to be very clear. Even in the short time that they'd been friends, he could tell that there was a lot of negative feelings towards Su-jin's monster nature. While he couldn't remove those, he could reassure him by sharing what he could 'see' in him.
"Was it your choice?" The question was hesitant. His tone indicated that if Silvio didn't want to discuss it, Su-jin would be fine with that answer. It's always a curiosity to him when he meets those who weren't born as something other than human.
"To be changed? Yeah. My pack took me in when I was a child with no home and no family. They raised me and I saw the best and worst of them by being the one human in a pack of wolves. When I reached adulthood they said I could decide my own path. I chose them."
Silvio closed his eyes, his face contorted with painful emotions. Ones he was acknowledging but trying hard to not get overwhelmed by. "If I could go back in time and do it all over again I'd pick them every time."
"That's nice... That you were given the choice." And Silvio's sentiments just made Su-jin think he chose what was right for himself. It also served as a reminder of how lonely Silvio must be without his pack with him. Not even one of them.
"My pack were good people. Rough around the edges like most wolves are but good people." Silvio let out a laugh, eyes opening to start at the nothingness again. Just like they always would from now on. "I live for them now and protect people who get lost in the forest just as they did."
"You're a credit to them," Su-jin assured quietly. He didn't know Silvio long or well, but he knew enough to recognize his kindness and his good heart. "How are your eyes? I can rewet the cloth if you need me to."
"They ache. They always ache. But it's getting better." Still, he wasn't going to refuse a rewetting of the cloth. So he held it out for Su-jin to go do that. Better to take care of his eyes rather than just let them get or be worse than they already were.
Taking the proffered cloth, he dipped it in the bowl of water he used before. The water was cooler now and it trickled quietly when Su-jin wrang the cloth out.
"Here," he murmured as he pressed it back into Silvio's hand. "Do you usually just... suffer alone during the full moon?"
A frown bowed his lips. Oh, of course he understood the necessity of it. That didn't mean Su-jin had to like it. He, too, is quite far longer than comfortable before he speaks up again.
"I don't know how long I'll be here -- months, years, decades -- but if you don't mind, I could make a habit of coming by after... to look after you."
His respect for Su-jin had already been strong but it was growing more and more with every passing second. Not only had this guy gotten him home but he'd taken care of him and then come back after the full moon. It would have been fine if he stopped there, Silvio would have totally understood.
Instead Silvio was hearing him say he'd come back every full moon to take care of him. There were a lot of emotions that swelled up in the wolf and he let out a laugh. Because how was his new friend even real? He'd not witnessed anyone like him since...
Since his pack.
"I might start thinking I dreamt of you and you're not real at this rate."
"I'm very real, I promise." Maybe it was strange that he wanted to help someone who was practically unknown to him. That's just how Su-jin was: very tender-hearted. He barely knew Silvio, but he already felt deeply for the wolf. A lone wolf. An unnatural and tragic thing. Not unlike himself.
"I'm glad. I really am." Because he'd been alone a long time for a wolf. Even a decade was too long for a wolf to go without a pack. Having a friend now felt so...so damn good.
"So we're agreed," he stated rather than asked. "For as long as I'm here, I'll come by to make sure you're doing alright." And, as long as he was local, he could visit outside of the full moon, too. Like a real friend.
He laughed softly and nodded at him. "Yeah. We're agreed."
Because he wasn't going to turn down finally having someone in his life again. As a wolf he needed this so very badly. As a person too. Ten years of isolation had already been...far too much.
"Good." He's sure with the wolf's hearing he'd know when Su-jin was approaching, so he wouldn't end up surprising Silvio. "Will you be alright alone tonight? I didn't tell my companion I would be gone for the night..." He wasn't sure Silvio would want him in his space at night.
"Yeah. I'll just be in a bed instead of the basement this time. It's actually a lot more comfortable than usual for healing." He sounded like he was joking but he really meant it. This was far better than his usual situation and he'd be able to rest better that night because of that. "I'll be fine. I'm tougher than I look right now."
"I'll bring some things to read to you. Is there something you prefer? I have access to a very extensive library. Fiction, poetry, histories, biographies." Some of it is even in Spanish!
"Anything. As long as I get to listen to you I'll be happy." He meant that. Su-jin had a soothing quality to his voice and a calming atmosphere to his voice. Silvio was drawn to it even after only a short time of knowing each other. Even if he couldn't understand the language he knew he'd enjoy listening to Su-jin anyway.
"I kind of like how terrible your accent is. So I don't mind." It would be nice just to listen to him, regardless of how terrible he sounded no matter the language. "I only know Spanish anyway."
Su-jin accepted it long ago. Did that stop him from trying his best? Not really. But he wasn't all that embarrassed by it anymore. He could always use the excuse that he was a foreigner. He gave a little laugh and shook his head.
"Will you correct me if I mispronounce something? I still struggle with names and places."
"I'll try to find something in Spanish." If he couldn't, there were other books in Romance languages that might not be too far from Silvio's understanding. Italian, French, Spanish... all very similar.
"I don't know how different my native language is after all these years. We wrote using something called hyangchal. It assigned our native phonetics to the characters used in what's now called China. Your Western writing systems were difficult for me to learn, initially."
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Silvio closed his eyes, his face contorted with painful emotions. Ones he was acknowledging but trying hard to not get overwhelmed by. "If I could go back in time and do it all over again I'd pick them every time."
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"Here," he murmured as he pressed it back into Silvio's hand. "Do you usually just... suffer alone during the full moon?"
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"Yes. It's not safe for others to be near me. I won't put them in danger."
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"I don't know how long I'll be here -- months, years, decades -- but if you don't mind, I could make a habit of coming by after... to look after you."
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Instead Silvio was hearing him say he'd come back every full moon to take care of him. There were a lot of emotions that swelled up in the wolf and he let out a laugh. Because how was his new friend even real? He'd not witnessed anyone like him since...
Since his pack.
"I might start thinking I dreamt of you and you're not real at this rate."
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Because he wasn't going to turn down finally having someone in his life again. As a wolf he needed this so very badly. As a person too. Ten years of isolation had already been...far too much.
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"Will you correct me if I mispronounce something? I still struggle with names and places."
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He knew maybe a word here and there in other languages and that was it. But his native tongue? That he could offer corrections in.
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"I don't know how different my native language is after all these years. We wrote using something called hyangchal. It assigned our native phonetics to the characters used in what's now called China. Your Western writing systems were difficult for me to learn, initially."
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