( catch-all ) the more that i see myself

[theidlemaiden]

Who: Hilda & various!
When: September/October
Where: Cadens, the Horizon
What: Things, stuff, the usual but definitely not Hilda bored out of her mind recovering in bed. Also there's a mean moogle in her domain.
Warnings: Might be mention of injuries, but warnings will be added as needed.

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[theidlemaiden]

I thought you would be thinking deep thoughts all the time. 

[ There's some levity to her voice when she says that - mostly to match his rueful smile. Neither is enough to completely derail or detract from the seriousness of this conversation or imply that she's taking this lightly. Quite the opposite in fact. 

Hilda preferred to pretend that she did no wrong either. She plastered her negative traits and thoughts in flowers and jewels, sparkly things to distract others and herself from them. ] 

That must have been some task to get you to think about what you'd done. Although...I can't really think of anything that would be worse than going through what you experienced. 

[ After a moment she reaches out a hand, lightly placing hers atop of his for a brief moment. ]

It might be silly to say it when it's been so long but, I'm sorry you had to go through all of that, Altaïr. [ She hesitates. ] And if it means anything, I'm glad that you're the person you are here.

[aquilus]

[He can't help but smile at that, despite the seriousness of their discussion. She's one of the few who can prompt that, more easily than she thinks.

He's grateful when she doesn't ask the nature of his task. Just now, he doesn't want to show her the blood on his hands.]

It isn't silly.

[He turns his hand over, taking hers in his before letting go.]

I wouldn't have chosen it, but I don't regret what I've experience here. And I am glad that in this reality, you are alive and here with us.

[theidlemaiden]

[ She doesn't expect him to take a hold of her hand. In fact, it takes her by surprise and her eyes widen slightly at the touch, however brief.

A lump forms in her throat and she has to swallow it down in an attempt not to tear up. Some of that has to do with the fact that it's Altaïr sitting here with her and some of it has to do with the fact that if asked, she wouldn't be able to explain why she suddenly became misty eyed at an innocent touch and kind words. Unfortunately, she isn't successful.

It takes her a minute to collect herself. When she finally does speak, she has to sniffle a little, her voice thick. ]

Are you getting soft on me, Altaïr?

[aquilus]

No. Never.

[His smile fades into something more neutral, his tone grows a little less warm. He seems more like the Altaïr people see on an average day.

Hilda can probably see more.]

wrap? 🎀

[theidlemaiden]

[ She can - which is perhaps a surprise even for her. There's a lingering warmth there that feels like the sun on her skin as it sets on the desert. ]

That's what I thought.

[ Even through her sniffling however, he'll be able to pick up the telltale sound of laughter in her voice. She gives his hand one last brief squeeze before pulling herself together. ]

Will you stay for lunch? Sylvain is making something really yummy if the smells from the kitchen is any indication.

[ It's clear from the look she gives him that she hopes he will. ]

<3

[aquilus]

[As long as the laughter stays inside and she doesn't correct him, he can live with that.

They both know the truth, really.]

Yes. I'd like that.

[A meal with friends. It means more to him than she'd guess. Or maybe...she would.]