I'm going insane….
I can't think, the surging emotions wipe out all thought before it can get so much as a foothold. Anger at myself for letting those little bastards get past me… letting them get to Star, and guilt for the same reason… and the worry is eating me alive. Tannr and Raina keep giving me worried looks when they think I don't notice, but I do, and that's driving me crazy, too.
Gods, if it were only being an expectant father it would be bad enough, but not to know how things are going back there…! Rowan called in Mortuis, for Tyr's sake! She wouldn't have done that if she thought she could handle things on her own… and it's not just the protection that the wards provide, or his part would be over with… It's not that I don't trust the sorcerer; I do, it's just… what if it's not enough, no matter what?
My stomach is a puddle of seething acid and I feel like I could throw up - but there's nothing in my stomach, and the idea of eating anything now is enough to make me want to throw up… so why bother?
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