he knows when to back off, from his years. right now they don’t need the background noise of what had clearly been a rather traumatic experience with the rifts. he’s left wondering when the next rift will occur, the next near death coming for them. it’s still better than what awaits him back home. it’s a motivator, to fall back into old habits that he enjoyed. the company alone is worth it.
eliot feigns a gasp, laying a hand over his heart dramatically. }
You wound my glittery heart. To think I’ve become a novice. I’ll have to make it up, chase you down next time. Don’t think I can sneak by into the Free Cities?
{ he teases, forgetting their limitations. then the question arrives as his fingers grip the package on his lap somewhat protectively. it becomes a silent anchor. takes a second, then his grip loosens, leaving a soft rustle of the fabric as he bumps his thigh next to hilda’s and keeps it there. }
I’m here. Good enough for me. And you? { the last bit is said in a softer tone. which is to say, he’s giving her an opening. he’s ready to pivot just in case. for good measure, he adds, } I don’t intend to become cozy with the dreadful walls of Thorne’s hospital. Too dull.
[ Before the rifts, before the creatures, death had been a closer companion than she'd like to admit. The missions the Church had dispatched them on when they were barely out of their childhood years hadn't seemed so serious at the time. At the time they had seemed so invincible. Their youth gave them that impression and death on the battlefield was several steps removed from their world.
It hadn't been until recently that she had realized how closely it entwined itself in her life, following her like a shadow, waiting to lead her to whatever lay beyond.
To that dramatic gasp she gathers the hand over his heart, peppering it with a kiss and a teasing smile. ]
If I could smuggle you back without causing another war, I'd do it. Although if there's anyone worth starting one for it's you.
[ Her teasing gives way to something softer again, mirroring his. She lets out a wistful sigh. ]
I wish I could have been there. I would have come and decorated it with colour for you. [ Hesitation reaches through her again for a brief moment. To tell or not to tell? It's no secret that she had been laid out in bed - the question is how much is she meant to tell him without causing more undue worry? Despite her light tone, the hesitant smile betrays her. ] I'm a little slower than I'd like to be. The dragon sort of took it out of me.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
he knows when to back off, from his years. right now they don’t need the background noise of what had clearly been a rather traumatic experience with the rifts. he’s left wondering when the next rift will occur, the next near death coming for them. it’s still better than what awaits him back home. it’s a motivator, to fall back into old habits that he enjoyed. the company alone is worth it.
eliot feigns a gasp, laying a hand over his heart dramatically. }
You wound my glittery heart. To think I’ve become a novice. I’ll have to make it up, chase you down next time. Don’t think I can sneak by into the Free Cities?
{ he teases, forgetting their limitations. then the question arrives as his fingers grip the package on his lap somewhat protectively. it becomes a silent anchor. takes a second, then his grip loosens, leaving a soft rustle of the fabric as he bumps his thigh next to hilda’s and keeps it there. }
I’m here. Good enough for me. And you? { the last bit is said in a softer tone. which is to say, he’s giving her an opening. he’s ready to pivot just in case. for good measure, he adds, } I don’t intend to become cozy with the dreadful walls of Thorne’s hospital. Too dull.
no subject
It hadn't been until recently that she had realized how closely it entwined itself in her life, following her like a shadow, waiting to lead her to whatever lay beyond.
To that dramatic gasp she gathers the hand over his heart, peppering it with a kiss and a teasing smile. ]
If I could smuggle you back without causing another war, I'd do it. Although if there's anyone worth starting one for it's you.
[ Her teasing gives way to something softer again, mirroring his. She lets out a wistful sigh. ]
I wish I could have been there. I would have come and decorated it with colour for you. [ Hesitation reaches through her again for a brief moment. To tell or not to tell? It's no secret that she had been laid out in bed - the question is how much is she meant to tell him without causing more undue worry? Despite her light tone, the hesitant smile betrays her. ] I'm a little slower than I'd like to be. The dragon sort of took it out of me.