[It is not something good to hear. But in this case, it is. For this case is special. This case is unique- for he is reminded immediately of Hemera. Had she not said something entirely the same once? Had she not had the same look in her (altogether different) eyes when she had said it? Had her soul not let off a brief spark in the exact same manner as it just did right now?
He can only respond with what he had said then.]
Then I ask only that you treat me well! ...And that you embellish the details as much as possible to our dear friend.
[Oh, how similar his feelings are. At once, he is both amused enough to laugh (which he does) and spurred to start- something which... well, he does make a go of it. Despite the fact that the ale spills over unto his hand as his tankard is filled, he does put it to his lips and he does drink...
Despite the fact he is not an ale drinker. Despite the fact that by the time Himeka has finished her first, he has taken three good gulps- and perhaps a fourth hesitant one. His tankard, regrettably, is still half-full by the time she has finished her first, and the taste within his mouth is not one he deems worth this.
Yet. He does finish. And he does offer out his tankard, once more, by the time Himeka has finished perhaps her fourth.
How?
The question is an emotive one. He's staring, wide-eyed at her, even as he begins to drink his second.]
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He can only respond with what he had said then.]
Then I ask only that you treat me well! ...And that you embellish the details as much as possible to our dear friend.
[Oh, how similar his feelings are. At once, he is both amused enough to laugh (which he does) and spurred to start- something which... well, he does make a go of it. Despite the fact that the ale spills over unto his hand as his tankard is filled, he does put it to his lips and he does drink...
Despite the fact he is not an ale drinker. Despite the fact that by the time Himeka has finished her first, he has taken three good gulps- and perhaps a fourth hesitant one. His tankard, regrettably, is still half-full by the time she has finished her first, and the taste within his mouth is not one he deems worth this.
Yet. He does finish. And he does offer out his tankard, once more, by the time Himeka has finished perhaps her fourth.
How?
The question is an emotive one. He's staring, wide-eyed at her, even as he begins to drink his second.]