"You miss him." It's not a question, and it's not surprised. There's no one in Vex's life she's relied on more consistently than Vax; Percy might eventually be able to beat that record, but it'll take years. The twins orbit each other so consistently that it must, he supposes, feel strange to be separated.
Especially after it took such effort for the two of them to survive to this point. He thinks, with a little pang, what if Cassandra and I - ? They'd have been inseparable, too, no doubt. Old guilt and regret sink through him for a moment, but he pushes the thoughts away. Now's not the time.
What it is time for, he's not quite sure. There's no easy solution. They can hardly go traipsing off after Vax and Keyleth, and he doubts Vex would go off on her own - both for Percy's sake and the knowledge that three's a crowd. Perhaps just sitting with her and listening, to whatever she wants to say.
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Especially after it took such effort for the two of them to survive to this point. He thinks, with a little pang, what if Cassandra and I - ? They'd have been inseparable, too, no doubt. Old guilt and regret sink through him for a moment, but he pushes the thoughts away. Now's not the time.
What it is time for, he's not quite sure. There's no easy solution. They can hardly go traipsing off after Vax and Keyleth, and he doubts Vex would go off on her own - both for Percy's sake and the knowledge that three's a crowd. Perhaps just sitting with her and listening, to whatever she wants to say.