But Joshua is no ghost. He is skin, bone, and blood, physical to the touch and not a mere delusion of his brother's mind. That said, perhaps he should have thought this through better. Put on his back and winded from Clive's entire weight now put upon him, Joshua is left to stare up at his brother, eyes wide as he frantically scans his branded face.
He doesn't think he is real.
Which, in all honesty, is valid enough of a belief to hold. Joshua has been dead to the world since the night everything went up in flames. Clive had no reason to believe he was alive...not to mention the fact his brother was clearly in his rut making everything all the more complicated and worrisome.
He does not struggle against him (it won't get him anywhere - Clive is solid muscle and mail) but he does implore him to listen. To take a moment to relax and think. Founder...would he, could he even listen to him in such a state?
"C-Clive...it is all right. You are all right...I promise."
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Date: 2025-12-10 01:20 am (UTC)He doesn't think he is real.
Which, in all honesty, is valid enough of a belief to hold. Joshua has been dead to the world since the night everything went up in flames. Clive had no reason to believe he was alive...not to mention the fact his brother was clearly in his rut making everything all the more complicated and worrisome.
He does not struggle against him (it won't get him anywhere - Clive is solid muscle and mail) but he does implore him to listen. To take a moment to relax and think. Founder...would he, could he even listen to him in such a state?
"C-Clive...it is all right. You are all right...I promise."