Season of Summer, Day 64, 513 AV
She'd yelled at him. It was something Jorin had never experienced in all the time they'd known each other. Well, that wasn't such a very long time, to be fair, but still, he never thought she'd yell at him. He stood there, statue-like, as she explained that the bond had nothing to do with the material. That the bond did not depend upon his possessions, or what he did in life.
He saw her go from angry to frustrated to tired.
"Look just ... forget I said anything about it okay? I’ll ... deal with it," she had said, as though it would just go away if they stopped talking about it. But it won't just go away, will it, he thought.
Then, a sudden thought occured to him. Without thinking, he blurted that thought out.
"We're already bonded, aren't we."
It wasn't a question. Jorin stood stock-still, his mind reaching back, for once his memory not failing him. He remembered the first words he ever said to her.
"My, my, little osprey, even you are a better actor than I."
How had he known? He didn't even know she was a Kelvic back then. As far as he knew she was just some random osprey that had landed on the railing across from him. Yet he said that to her. The question echoed in his mind.
How did I know?
Because he had known. Had to have. Why else would he have composed a poem for her? He'd not done the same for the gulls that screeched overhead, or for the ocean stretched before him. He'd recognized a fellow actor immediately. He had, in that moment, seen in her, a reflection of part of himself.
If that was true, if they were already bonded ... Jorin felt light, as though a thousand rocks that had been pressing down on him were suddenly lifted. It would mean that he didn't have to worry about being good enough. The past was the past; he'd only need to think of the future. And the future was bright...
"The bond, it's not like some contract, is it. It's not something we can just shake hands, and say 'yes, we are now bonded.' If what you're describing is true, and I have no reason to doubt it, then we'd already be bonded. Have to be."
Jorin knew he was being rude, but he had to know. Everything depended on it. So even though Rinya had turned from him, he grabbed her by the shoulders and looked directly, pleadingly into her eyes.
"Am I wrong?"