"What I want?" Diarmuid closes his eyes for a moment. What he wants is always so hard for him to say. He is so used to just doing what is asked of him. Still, a few things do float to mind...
"No, glory and legacy mean very little to me. Family, though...that is something I need more than life itself. It doesn't matter to me if my family members share my blood. Most of my family has not, to be honest, but I am so used to having them there. I...don't like being alone..."
The way his voice suddenly drops when he says that makes it clear there is something more to the fear than just that. However, he doesn't explain it more. Instead, he moves onto something else.
"I like helping people and protecting people. It makes me happy beyond words to do those things, but I get the feeling I should probably want more than that. Something just for me, right? Something...selfish?" His voice is very unsure now. In fact, he is so unsure that he doesn't continue. Diarmuid really doesn't know how to.
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"No, glory and legacy mean very little to me. Family, though...that is something I need more than life itself. It doesn't matter to me if my family members share my blood. Most of my family has not, to be honest, but I am so used to having them there. I...don't like being alone..."
The way his voice suddenly drops when he says that makes it clear there is something more to the fear than just that. However, he doesn't explain it more. Instead, he moves onto something else.
"I like helping people and protecting people. It makes me happy beyond words to do those things, but I get the feeling I should probably want more than that. Something just for me, right? Something...selfish?" His voice is very unsure now. In fact, he is so unsure that he doesn't continue. Diarmuid really doesn't know how to.