It was entirely likely he wouldn't have spoken a word of it to anyone but her, and the predictable red-haired wretch. Truly he was as private as ever, but he'd no doubt in her capacity to guard his secrets. "Perhaps he was misled, mistook gratitude for something more-- No. That is unfair of me. I do not feel he doubted himself whenever feelings came into question, there was a sincerity there that could not be feigned." There was self-reproach in him for his doubt, but he shook loose of it for now. There was time for melancholy later, and he did not wish to be maudlin in front of Gem. Something of the stiff upper lip was necessary at all times.
"Aurelian was a priest, yes. And he is quite human. His sin as not the same as mine, but his punishment was, and he's years far beyond my own. There is a whole sect of us, those ex-communicated by the church in the mundane realms we hail from, who have been accepted again by the Bishop Albrecht in the Basilica here in Rhy'Din city. Whilst he cannot overturn the official decisions given by the Vatican, he is the prime representative here at the centre of the Nexus, and there is a measure of...leniency granted to him given the obscurities of this place. But I digress. Amongst them there are those talented in preternatural ways, and one was able to offer an enchantment against the light. It is a form of shadow magic, but invisible to all others. As for my entourage, they are out there, waiting. They have simply come to understand I've a certain need for living companionship, now that I've greater skill in handling them." Improvement indeed. Not a complete fix, but time would see things better yet, he hoped. "I will come and see you, of course. Whenever I've the time to spare," he promised.
The elf sipped her tea as he spoke, a slow nod given to the thoughts on the Scot and his depth and sincerity of feeling. A smile graced her lips as he spoke of the priest at the Basilica. She had not known this and it delighted her. For Vadriel to have some measure of acceptance in the community, and indeed, others in like circumstances to be with encouraged her greatly for both his present and his future. "Ah, I see. I am so glad that you have been able to mix and blend with others of your particular skillset and mindset, Vadriel. It is more important than many people know."
Another sip, thoughtful elf thinking before speaking now. "I know Dair, at least a little. I have strongly affectionate feelings for him. He is a good man, I believe, though I think he is also conflicted about many things, and I think he lets that bother him more than he perhaps should. I think he has more than once cut off something good that he has had or been offered"...and yes, she thought of Jack there. "But I think in all that he is a man who loves if he says he loves. I imagine he is sorry he has lost you, at least on some level." She offered her observations as a hopeful panacea, to ease the man's own doubts and self-reproach.
"I have not spoken to him, nor seen him in years," he admitted, the words chasing a swallow of liquor-laced tea, "but the way you speak of him, I think he must he very much the same man I once knew. I am glad he has had you to rely upon, Gem. I hope that he is happier now, whomever he has, than he was before." There had been a woman, that much he'd known, but he'd refused to learn her name when the dead had come whispering, and put an end to the vigilance of the sentinels who'd told him of the man's return. It would have been wrong, even to passively be involved in the Scotsman's life, and he didn't want to suffer his own jealousy had he seen some new lover and begun to compare himself, be it woman or man. "These are things of the past though. I will not repeat my old mistakes, and I hope to be stronger, perhaps even to be useful when I return to the city full time. Tell me, would you desire a watcher for your Nyx? A companion spirit who could come to me should anyone attempt her harm when you and yours are at rest?" Jack, Ben, Lir... these were names he would have to remember.
Gem nodded slowly at Vadriel's answers. He said what she expected him to say, regarding Dair, though she did not feel she had been of any particular support to the man, sadly. She had not been here enough, and clearly things had gone south while she had been away, in that regard. It was best that Vay cut himself off; it is what Gem would have done. She smiled at his strength, for she could see it very clearly. He may not recognize it, but she felt he was an even stronger person than he had been when she had met him. The offer caused her to pause, though. "Ah. Well, I would have to broach that with Jack. He being a Lord of Faerie and himself in particular, he has certain"....she paused to consider her words. "Certain abilities that might make that a moot point, though I thank you most heartily for the offer."
The elf looked down for a moment at her hands which held her mug. "You could, though, do that for Jewel and for Rei. He is about much and works in dangerous ways. Jewel has been...taken by her father for the nonce, and I have limited access to her, considering the way time flies in each day." She looked up and smiled at him, sadness etched deeply in her pretty eyes. "I would consider it a boon if you were to do so, Vadriel. Thank you. "