[Diarmuid cannot help but wonder why Gilgamesh took Dorian for his master if he thinks the man so foolish. Was it just for the power? Or more?
And it still doesn't explain why Dorian has suddenly changed so much, though Diarmuid is starting to guess.]
He was sent home recently, wasn't he? And a great deal of time passed for him... [It is true that sex can be a comfort, but it cannot heal wounds that need attention. All it can do is distract from them for a while.]
Avoidance is not healing. Preventing himself from thinking about what he needs to come to terms with won't solve anything.
[Diarmuid knows. He's tried and all he did was work himself so hard that he had to spend part of April recovering from it.]
If you cannot get him to listen to you, I am not sure what luck I will have, but you know I will do my best. [Even if he has to bloody his knuckles to do it.]
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And it still doesn't explain why Dorian has suddenly changed so much, though Diarmuid is starting to guess.]
He was sent home recently, wasn't he? And a great deal of time passed for him...
[It is true that sex can be a comfort, but it cannot heal wounds that need attention. All it can do is distract from them for a while.]
Avoidance is not healing. Preventing himself from thinking about what he needs to come to terms with won't solve anything.
[Diarmuid knows. He's tried and all he did was work himself so hard that he had to spend part of April recovering from it.]
If you cannot get him to listen to you, I am not sure what luck I will have, but you know I will do my best.
[Even if he has to bloody his knuckles to do it.]