SecUnit is looking down at her. “You can hug me if you need to.”
“No. No, that’s all right. I know you don’t care for it.” She wipes her face. There are tears in her eyes, because she’s an idiot.
“It’s not terrible.” She can hear the irony under its even tone.
“Nevertheless.” She can’t do this. She can’t lean on a being that doesn’t want to be leaned on. Of all the things SecUnit needs, the only ones she can give it are room and time in a relatively safe space to make decisions for itself. Becoming a prop for her failing emotional stability won’t do either one of them any good.
I love how beautifully tragic the Martin/HOK love story could really be. Like it was doomed from the start. It’s your classic forbidden love story, an aedra with a daedra? Absolutely not, could never happen, but it does, it almost does for a split second when they meet. But it’s only briefly because Martin becomes Akatosh (for lack of better words) and the HOK mantles sheogorath, and then it’s over. That’s it. Akatosh cannot be in love with sheogorath, it can’t happen.
It was doomed before the pair even met. It was written in the stars that Martin and the HOK gazed at every night, neither of them knowing that they’d be forcefully ripped from each other.
