[He hopes. Don't pick the wrong answer, Himeka, or he'll be very upset.
He leans in against her, suspecting she will not mind given her tail comfortably around him, like another arm. It's warm. Er. Not literally. But the gesture in it. He misses Estinien terribly, but he thinks it will be even worse to say farewell to Himeka, knowing he may not see her again for ages. Nowhere but the Horizon, or in letters painted across a wall or table.
At least he can contact her. In his world, he could go years without seeing a friend.]
But flattering? [It's a true inquiry. She isn't interested? In her adventures being committed to word?] I suppose. I wouldn't mind everyone knowing my life, but I must admit, I feel words wouldn't do it justice. It would turn out a bit boring.
[He glances at her, his finger winding around the lip of his wine glass.] Ooh. Mystery. Like what? Give me a hint.
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[He hopes. Don't pick the wrong answer, Himeka, or he'll be very upset.
He leans in against her, suspecting she will not mind given her tail comfortably around him, like another arm. It's warm. Er. Not literally. But the gesture in it. He misses Estinien terribly, but he thinks it will be even worse to say farewell to Himeka, knowing he may not see her again for ages. Nowhere but the Horizon, or in letters painted across a wall or table.
At least he can contact her. In his world, he could go years without seeing a friend.]
But flattering? [It's a true inquiry. She isn't interested? In her adventures being committed to word?] I suppose. I wouldn't mind everyone knowing my life, but I must admit, I feel words wouldn't do it justice. It would turn out a bit boring.
[He glances at her, his finger winding around the lip of his wine glass.] Ooh. Mystery. Like what? Give me a hint.