[Granted, he does not know the details of Tyler's trauma, so he's not fully aware of what he put Tyler through there. To him, he was being far more an annoyance and latent threat, than forcing an unsavory memory. If he did know, well...there's no telling if he'd allow himself to care. He might, for a fleeting moment, before pressing such empathy to the wayside.
It's easier that way, to not get attached, to not care for the misery you cause. Because then you're less likely to get hurt yourself.
With the hour come and gone, Solus had spent the time lost in his own thoughts, reviewing their interactions, replaying them in his head, and with his photographic memory, it's pretty much like experiencing it in real time. Settling on a different approach by the time Ox has had his fill of rest.
Getting the text to confirm he's not being left behind, he chooses not to respond via text, but rather bows graciously to Tyler. Though, he admittedly struggles to climb onto Ox, understandable with the strain to his leg, but he does indeed saddle up. His Yamask still clinging to his shoulders, watching everything with wide, curious eyes. And, to Solus' credit, he holds onto the horn he should, makes no effort to crowd Tyler's space, nor provoke him.]
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It's easier that way, to not get attached, to not care for the misery you cause. Because then you're less likely to get hurt yourself.
With the hour come and gone, Solus had spent the time lost in his own thoughts, reviewing their interactions, replaying them in his head, and with his photographic memory, it's pretty much like experiencing it in real time. Settling on a different approach by the time Ox has had his fill of rest.
Getting the text to confirm he's not being left behind, he chooses not to respond via text, but rather bows graciously to Tyler. Though, he admittedly struggles to climb onto Ox, understandable with the strain to his leg, but he does indeed saddle up. His Yamask still clinging to his shoulders, watching everything with wide, curious eyes. And, to Solus' credit, he holds onto the horn he should, makes no effort to crowd Tyler's space, nor provoke him.]