[ romance... true love season... clawke... shanders...
it's at least very sweet to see everyone getting along, and a market change from earlier, too, so he's got a point. looking through the bouquet, after a moment he selects a flower - pulling out one of these, and offers it to yves. ] Let's share in the bounty of it together, then, my friend.
[ as for the flying this is probably true. he glances back - and then laughs at the wings, a little sheepishly. ]
They've been there all morning. I'm not sure why, but I can't say I mind too much. I think I may try to pluck a few feathers free while I have the chance.
[ oh - there's a brief moment of shy, fingers curling in the air as he reaches out, and then... eventually, delicately sets his hand in yves'. slender fingers, soft palms - a life live caged.
the feathers behind him brighten a bit in color, the blue just that more vibrant. ]
...Very well. [ friends... ] Will you tell me a bit about this 'Valentine's day?' I don't think we have anything like it, in Rodinia.
Neither do we! There's all these holidays that people are talking about... but I think people on our island were just doing our best to get by, day by day.
[ VIRCHE SAID NO SNOW NO HOLIDAYS NO CHOCOLATE IT'S A WASTELAND OUT HERE THEY REALLY HAVE NOTHING
but he'll just squeeze taair's hand reassuringly as they walk around, and yves' gaze really is still brimming with delight ]
But it looks like it's about love, right? Isn't that wonderful? That's enough for me to like it.
Why, I would've thought you were an expert! You had me fooled completely, Yves.
[ there's a teasing playfulness to that as he sets his other hand to his heart. he's been tricked! only not really because of course he would get something like this. it practically oozes off of him. and besides, in taair's opinion, yves has a point - his gaze tracks around the festival, dancing from place to place, eyes shining with that same, open wonder he seems to have so often, in these new places. ]
It is wonderful, yes. A day designed to cherish the bonds that matter to you is most precious, indeed. [ teehee. something else yves said stuck to him, here, but it's a less happy topic - he'll let it be for at least a moment, caught up in infectious joy. ] Are you going to give gifts to everyone here, do you think? Perhaps I'll join you.
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[ romance... true love season... clawke... shanders...
it's at least very sweet to see everyone getting along, and a market change from earlier, too, so he's got a point. looking through the bouquet, after a moment he selects a flower - pulling out one of these, and offers it to yves. ] Let's share in the bounty of it together, then, my friend.
[ as for the flying this is probably true. he glances back - and then laughs at the wings, a little sheepishly. ]
They've been there all morning. I'm not sure why, but I can't say I mind too much. I think I may try to pluck a few feathers free while I have the chance.
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Thank you. [ and a nod to the wings ] They're lovely. I do think they suit you.
[ sincerely, before he reaches for taair's free hand even though affection week is over because every week is affection week for yves ]
Let's keep exploring?
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the feathers behind him brighten a bit in color, the blue just that more vibrant. ]
...Very well. [ friends... ] Will you tell me a bit about this 'Valentine's day?' I don't think we have anything like it, in Rodinia.
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Neither do we! There's all these holidays that people are talking about... but I think people on our island were just doing our best to get by, day by day.
[ VIRCHE SAID NO SNOW NO HOLIDAYS NO CHOCOLATE IT'S A WASTELAND OUT HERE THEY REALLY HAVE NOTHING
but he'll just squeeze taair's hand reassuringly as they walk around, and yves' gaze really is still brimming with delight ]
But it looks like it's about love, right? Isn't that wonderful? That's enough for me to like it.
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Why, I would've thought you were an expert! You had me fooled completely, Yves.
[ there's a teasing playfulness to that as he sets his other hand to his heart. he's been tricked! only not really because of course he would get something like this. it practically oozes off of him. and besides, in taair's opinion, yves has a point - his gaze tracks around the festival, dancing from place to place, eyes shining with that same, open wonder he seems to have so often, in these new places. ]
It is wonderful, yes. A day designed to cherish the bonds that matter to you is most precious, indeed. [ teehee. something else yves said stuck to him, here, but it's a less happy topic - he'll let it be for at least a moment, caught up in infectious joy. ] Are you going to give gifts to everyone here, do you think? Perhaps I'll join you.
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but it eases into an agreeable smile after in no time at all ]
Should we? Bouquets? Or sweets? I think it'd be fun. Everyone deserves to see a little bit of love, I think, even if it's not the romantic kind.