[Huh. Here Ivar had thought the priest liked everyone. Guess Dodger must have been his charming self around him as well. Some part of his mind takes note, but most of it is too preoccupied with feeling miserable and sad to notice much else.
He listens to Athlestan, still crying. The priest has known his father...well, Ivar is not entirely sure how long, but it's far longer than Ivar has had a relationship with him, so he knows Athlestan knows what he's talking about. He sighs before finally replying.]
I know. I know he loves me. He's an easy person to love too. And hate.
[Just because he felt one didn't mean he couldn't feel the other for his father at the exact same time.]
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He listens to Athlestan, still crying. The priest has known his father...well, Ivar is not entirely sure how long, but it's far longer than Ivar has had a relationship with him, so he knows Athlestan knows what he's talking about. He sighs before finally replying.]
I know. I know he loves me. He's an easy person to love too. And hate.
[Just because he felt one didn't mean he couldn't feel the other for his father at the exact same time.]