his first response is just to agree, with a quiet noise, but the offer comes as a surprise - his eyes go a little round, and he looks down at him, for a moment struck quiet.
the current of loneliness has been in his emotion all week - even surrounded by friends, in good moments and bad, it always lingered, like a thorn long buried under the skin. it is looking down at fidelio's hand that for the first time, and certainly for the first time this evening, that ache starts to ebb.
he ducks his head, gratitude and warmth filling the empty space left behind, and lets out a very quiet laugh. ] I'd be included.
[ mister injured! don't climb on the roof!!!
but with that said, he lifts his head and looks at him properly - though it's muted, the smile on his face is a true taair smile, warm and so, so thankful. ]
... I would love to. [ and delicately, taair sets his hand in fidelio's, and hops down from his perch in a flutter of silk from his sleeves. ]
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his first response is just to agree, with a quiet noise, but the offer comes as a surprise - his eyes go a little round, and he looks down at him, for a moment struck quiet.
the current of loneliness has been in his emotion all week - even surrounded by friends, in good moments and bad, it always lingered, like a thorn long buried under the skin. it is looking down at fidelio's hand that for the first time, and certainly for the first time this evening, that ache starts to ebb.
he ducks his head, gratitude and warmth filling the empty space left behind, and lets out a very quiet laugh. ] I'd be included.
[ mister injured! don't climb on the roof!!!
but with that said, he lifts his head and looks at him properly - though it's muted, the smile on his face is a true taair smile, warm and so, so thankful. ]
... I would love to. [ and delicately, taair sets his hand in fidelio's, and hops down from his perch in a flutter of silk from his sleeves. ]