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[ we can decide on chocos or whatever later!!!
for now i don't know what you expect out of taair because he is, of course, in the library. more accurately, he's standing in the library's massive history section, hand to his heart. though... it's a little hard to tell it's immediately him from behind, if only because there's a pair of blue wings coming out of his back, and they are puffed up to maximum capacity.
the library is very quiet. but if you listen carefully and happy to be in the room, you might hear a noise: ]
♪
[ a single, very excited bird cheep. ]
for now i don't know what you expect out of taair because he is, of course, in the library. more accurately, he's standing in the library's massive history section, hand to his heart. though... it's a little hard to tell it's immediately him from behind, if only because there's a pair of blue wings coming out of his back, and they are puffed up to maximum capacity.
the library is very quiet. but if you listen carefully and happy to be in the room, you might hear a noise: ]
♪
[ a single, very excited bird cheep. ]
[ help we did have one on my account but we didn't really use it yet so moves over here and plants a flag
anyway, someone is looking very ishkia today, and because fidelio does not actually think of them as birds, he doesn't immediately make the connection that that's where the sound came from. he glances around for a second to see if there's an actual bird that got in here somehow, finds nothing, and eventually ends up looking back at taair like ...? ]
Er...
anyway, someone is looking very ishkia today, and because fidelio does not actually think of them as birds, he doesn't immediately make the connection that that's where the sound came from. he glances around for a second to see if there's an actual bird that got in here somehow, finds nothing, and eventually ends up looking back at taair like ...? ]
Er...
[ taair is... here!! he's finally in his room at the manor again resting after the day's announcements - however, his door is open, so fidelio can clearly see him sitting up, propped up by pillows and looking out of the window.
he doesn't seem to notice he has company right away, but the door is certainly open for a reason. ]
he doesn't seem to notice he has company right away, but the door is certainly open for a reason. ]
...Heavy, I think.
[ heavy, with the weight of everything they just watched. heavy with the choices. conversations. with - all of it.
he still manages a tiny smile for fidelio in greeting, rueful. ]
Very, very heavy. How about you?
[ heavy, with the weight of everything they just watched. heavy with the choices. conversations. with - all of it.
he still manages a tiny smile for fidelio in greeting, rueful. ]
Very, very heavy. How about you?
[ I'M IN TEARS
sometimes a giant lance is exactly what you need to see in your peripheral to snap you out of your reading. and in fact! through the open door of his own room is taair, watching this happen, and dressed a bit differently today! like so, fluffy ears included.
opens mouth. closes it. ]
...Fidelio...?
sometimes a giant lance is exactly what you need to see in your peripheral to snap you out of your reading. and in fact! through the open door of his own room is taair, watching this happen, and dressed a bit differently today! like so, fluffy ears included.
opens mouth. closes it. ]
...Fidelio...?
Edited (what was that an image for ants) 2025-02-27 00:25 (UTC)
[ well. after that return, fidelio will be at the hospital, naturally, and he is not going to fucking leave for a good long while.
he does at least go stand outside the door to the room at some point, though — leaving it cracked open just enough to see in his peripheral vision if anything happens that he needs to run back in for. ]
he does at least go stand outside the door to the room at some point, though — leaving it cracked open just enough to see in his peripheral vision if anything happens that he needs to run back in for. ]
[ hi hello!!!
taair is here - making a relative beeline away from wherever he was assisting jiaoqiu with one of the other four. spotting fidelio outside, he hurries over to him, a bag looped over his arm and rustling as he walks. ]
Fidelio...! How is he? Here, I brought - I have some water, and some extra painkillers, and a few snacks... I wasn't sure what else to bring.
taair is here - making a relative beeline away from wherever he was assisting jiaoqiu with one of the other four. spotting fidelio outside, he hurries over to him, a bag looped over his arm and rustling as he walks. ]
Fidelio...! How is he? Here, I brought - I have some water, and some extra painkillers, and a few snacks... I wasn't sure what else to bring.
[ laughs! hi!!!
well it's after execution. taair is now dressed down in comfier clothes, sitting up on one of the clinic beds, with a bag of ice held to his head. ow. he looks okay, just dusty and. miserable. but at least okay.
and his door's open! what a sunday... ]
well it's after execution. taair is now dressed down in comfier clothes, sitting up on one of the clinic beds, with a bag of ice held to his head. ow. he looks okay, just dusty and. miserable. but at least okay.
and his door's open! what a sunday... ]
Edited 2025-03-02 21:43 (UTC)
[ what a sunday indeed. fidelio is once again just coming on in without knocking or announcing himself and taking a seat by the bed. he'll hold out a wrapped cookie. ]
One of them herb biscuits Eupha made. [ he might have smuggled away some extras after curfew before he knew what they actually were. ] Probably the most appropriate time to eat one, if you want it.
One of them herb biscuits Eupha made. [ he might have smuggled away some extras after curfew before he knew what they actually were. ] Probably the most appropriate time to eat one, if you want it.
[ it's funny. the lives they've lived are about as far apart as they could possibly be. one locked up inside for his protection, one locked out and struggling to survive. one desperately lonely, one part of an inseparable duo. one who loves the world and dreams of experiencing it for himself, one who once hated it enough to want to burn it all down.
...but for all those differences, they came to the same end. pushing a precious person they trusted to make a better world out of harm's way and taking the fatal blow for them with no regrets about it.
on paper, taair is the sort of sheltered royal fidelio has always hated, safe and comfortable in their ivory tower while the common people are dying in the street. someone with experiences worlds apart from his own that he could never hope to relate to. but he isn't. he doesn't hide from the truth or cherry pick which parts of it to reveal; he wants to learn it and share it with all its ugly imperfections. he's optimistic without being naive about the way the world works. he's one of the kindest and most sincere people he's ever met — the kind who would make the world a better place by helping anybody in need. ]
...That fella weren't wrong, you know. You really are pretty amazing, though the book's hardly got anything to do with it.
...but for all those differences, they came to the same end. pushing a precious person they trusted to make a better world out of harm's way and taking the fatal blow for them with no regrets about it.
on paper, taair is the sort of sheltered royal fidelio has always hated, safe and comfortable in their ivory tower while the common people are dying in the street. someone with experiences worlds apart from his own that he could never hope to relate to. but he isn't. he doesn't hide from the truth or cherry pick which parts of it to reveal; he wants to learn it and share it with all its ugly imperfections. he's optimistic without being naive about the way the world works. he's one of the kindest and most sincere people he's ever met — the kind who would make the world a better place by helping anybody in need. ]
...That fella weren't wrong, you know. You really are pretty amazing, though the book's hardly got anything to do with it.
[ hi!! we are void. or maybe still in the garden, i don't know. can you believe no one fucking died in our curfew. ]
Fidelio... I'm glad to see you're well. [ he does a brief once over to make sure he's like, physically okay as much as one can be on deda day, but, after that, looks very worried, and very, very sad. ]
There's something I'd like to ask you.
Fidelio... I'm glad to see you're well. [ he does a brief once over to make sure he's like, physically okay as much as one can be on deda day, but, after that, looks very worried, and very, very sad. ]
There's something I'd like to ask you.
[ :man:
truly just sitting in the dirt somewhere ]
Yes... yes indeed. It felt like we were struggling the entire time, didn't it...?
truly just sitting in the dirt somewhere ]
Yes... yes indeed. It felt like we were struggling the entire time, didn't it...?
[ no more memshare! yay.
today fidelio can find taair in the candy kingdom town in fascination, peering at the decorations on one of the gingerbread house and... probably embarrassingly (for him at least) leaning in to like, sniff it to make sure it smells like candy. this is all actually candy....
his emotions are radiating easily - fascination, curiosity, and a childlike sense of wonder that's hard to miss, all wrapped up in something warm with the slightest undertones of something distantly, a little sad. but that's really only if you squint.
in actuality, he realizes he has company, looks back, and beams - his emotions do a ping of !! excitement and immediate warmth. ]
Why, good day, Fidelio! Every week, I think that surely the wonders of the week before cannot be topped, and then, here we are.
today fidelio can find taair in the candy kingdom town in fascination, peering at the decorations on one of the gingerbread house and... probably embarrassingly (for him at least) leaning in to like, sniff it to make sure it smells like candy. this is all actually candy....
his emotions are radiating easily - fascination, curiosity, and a childlike sense of wonder that's hard to miss, all wrapped up in something warm with the slightest undertones of something distantly, a little sad. but that's really only if you squint.
in actuality, he realizes he has company, looks back, and beams - his emotions do a ping of !! excitement and immediate warmth. ]
Why, good day, Fidelio! Every week, I think that surely the wonders of the week before cannot be topped, and then, here we are.
That's... an optimistic way of lookin' at it.
[ there's a little bit of trepidation and dread souring the otherwise happy and warm feelings as he looks at the surroundings with markedly less delight. (even if he doesn't actually hate the aesthetic.) ]
Definitely does seem like somethin' out of a fairy tale, this place.
[ there's a little bit of trepidation and dread souring the otherwise happy and warm feelings as he looks at the surroundings with markedly less delight. (even if he doesn't actually hate the aesthetic.) ]
Definitely does seem like somethin' out of a fairy tale, this place.
[ sometime after the chipper drama and the fucking EGGS and the skeletons getting secondhand embarrassment watching them, they are back at the freshly cleaned (even though it LITERALLY JUST STARTED EXISTING ONE DAY AGO AND SHOULDN'T HAVE NEEDED THAT MUCH OF A DEEP CLEANING YET) tavern.
fidelio brings a couple of drinks over from the bar, sighing loudly as he sets them down on the table. god. ]
fidelio brings a couple of drinks over from the bar, sighing loudly as he sets them down on the table. god. ]
[ it sure is tuesday
taair will take the drink with a grateful little nod and a tiny smile - his emotions are a little frazzled, but its undeniably at least a little amused, as he slumps back a little in the chair. ]
... Is it strange that everyone spilling out of the maze yesterday feels like it was years ago...? Thank you, Fidelio.
taair will take the drink with a grateful little nod and a tiny smile - his emotions are a little frazzled, but its undeniably at least a little amused, as he slumps back a little in the chair. ]
... Is it strange that everyone spilling out of the maze yesterday feels like it was years ago...? Thank you, Fidelio.
[ from here, so long suckers!!! ]
Better this than the baldness that's apparently goin' around, anyway.
[ blessedly he does NOT get cursed with baldness immediately upon saying that.
a glance over to the wine bottle... ]
Well. [ clears throat while the emotions are still like AAAAA WHAT AM I DOING ] You want some of that wine as long as we're here?
Better this than the baldness that's apparently goin' around, anyway.
[ blessedly he does NOT get cursed with baldness immediately upon saying that.
a glance over to the wine bottle... ]
Well. [ clears throat while the emotions are still like AAAAA WHAT AM I DOING ] You want some of that wine as long as we're here?
Haha! Be careful not to jinx it...
[ taair reaches out to knock his knuckles against the edge of the door - knock on wood, but once no one is balded (thankfully), his gaze follows fidelio's over to the bottle. those emotions do not go unnoticed, and so the smile he puts on is as warm as ever, though tinged with a bit of something reassuring - that there's nothing to be nervous about. ]
I think that sounds like a wonderful idea.
[ he'll go to grab the glasses, briefly admiring the flowers, and leans back against the banister once he's done so. ] The view and the night are lovely, so let's enjoy them.
[ taair reaches out to knock his knuckles against the edge of the door - knock on wood, but once no one is balded (thankfully), his gaze follows fidelio's over to the bottle. those emotions do not go unnoticed, and so the smile he puts on is as warm as ever, though tinged with a bit of something reassuring - that there's nothing to be nervous about. ]
I think that sounds like a wonderful idea.
[ he'll go to grab the glasses, briefly admiring the flowers, and leans back against the banister once he's done so. ] The view and the night are lovely, so let's enjoy them.
[ we are here in the hospital!!! taair's... been here, actually. though he likely stepped out to give basilio and fidelio some privacy once fidelio was stabilized, he never went too far otherwise.
so we'll say it's a little while after that that he returns, changed into comfier clothes and more importantly, clean of all that blood, and he knocks on the door softly to make sure he's not asleep, then pokes his head in. ]
Fidelio... ?
so we'll say it's a little while after that that he returns, changed into comfier clothes and more importantly, clean of all that blood, and he knocks on the door softly to make sure he's not asleep, then pokes his head in. ]
Fidelio... ?
[ he's probably taken a lot of painkillers by this point so the main vibe is just Tired, though the guilt and worry are still there. his emotions do seem to brighten up a little when taair pokes his head in, though. ]
Hey.
[ sitting up with his chest bandaged to fuck, probably. now that the blood's been cleaned off, the chunk out of his ear and the jagged mark around his neck actually seem to be more like old scars, in contrast to the fresh gunshot wounds. ]
Hey.
[ sitting up with his chest bandaged to fuck, probably. now that the blood's been cleaned off, the chunk out of his ear and the jagged mark around his neck actually seem to be more like old scars, in contrast to the fresh gunshot wounds. ]
[ fidelio please
admittedly this isn't that weird if only because he hung out with anders yesterday - the initial sight does get a little wave of confusion from taair as he's rounding the corner, but after a moment, it smooths out, softening into worry and ruefulness, edged by the usual warmth.
approaching, he calls out: ] Fidelio...? [ and reaches to set a hand very gently against an injured spot on his back, not trying to startle him but trying to at least get him to stop staring at the sink like there's a demon about to pop out of it. ] Is everything alright...?
admittedly this isn't that weird if only because he hung out with anders yesterday - the initial sight does get a little wave of confusion from taair as he's rounding the corner, but after a moment, it smooths out, softening into worry and ruefulness, edged by the usual warmth.
approaching, he calls out: ] Fidelio...? [ and reaches to set a hand very gently against an injured spot on his back, not trying to startle him but trying to at least get him to stop staring at the sink like there's a demon about to pop out of it. ] Is everything alright...?
[ our poor injured del. mood. he is probably coming out of his room anyway so he will gladly come join fidelio. also comfy clothes fit check bc i never do these. ]
...but it feels quite pyrrhic, doesn't it?
[ every success here is bad!!! ] We had many revelations today, and they seemed to go from bad to worse.
...but it feels quite pyrrhic, doesn't it?
[ every success here is bad!!! ] We had many revelations today, and they seemed to go from bad to worse.
[ wow!!
well, once everything has calmed down (?) far later in the evening, if fidelio happens to be wandering around.... with those paripus ears he might hear a very, very soft noise coming from...outside? it's not that far away, either.
in fact, one of the windows is open - and if he happens to lean outside, he might see a familiar figure sitting on the roof, just outside from the windows of the sleeping area. and the tiny noise becomes more familiar, too - a hiccup, a soft, wet inhale, and there's the distant echo of emotions that follow it. loneliness, a hollow, miserable feeling, and sadness.
curled up with his knees close to himself, his notebook on his thighs, and holding a pen in his hand is the source - taair. ]
well, once everything has calmed down (?) far later in the evening, if fidelio happens to be wandering around.... with those paripus ears he might hear a very, very soft noise coming from...outside? it's not that far away, either.
in fact, one of the windows is open - and if he happens to lean outside, he might see a familiar figure sitting on the roof, just outside from the windows of the sleeping area. and the tiny noise becomes more familiar, too - a hiccup, a soft, wet inhale, and there's the distant echo of emotions that follow it. loneliness, a hollow, miserable feeling, and sadness.
curled up with his knees close to himself, his notebook on his thighs, and holding a pen in his hand is the source - taair. ]
[ ah...
well. unfortunately he's not going to be climbing up there himself with his foot like this, so he'll just... kind of sit in the window and look up. ]
Hey.
[ more softly than usual, so he's not alerting the whole floor. his own emotions aren't so vivid right now, just... quietly tired and sad. ]
...I know you didn't really want to be right about that.
well. unfortunately he's not going to be climbing up there himself with his foot like this, so he'll just... kind of sit in the window and look up. ]
Hey.
[ more softly than usual, so he's not alerting the whole floor. his own emotions aren't so vivid right now, just... quietly tired and sad. ]
...I know you didn't really want to be right about that.
[ Boy Howdy
well!!!!!! we are. outside somewhere. maybe heading to catch the train? taair (obligatory fit check) has an umbrella with him, and is heading in the direction of the tavern!
but when he spots fidelio, there's a beat. despite all the dreary weather of the alpha drink rain, his pink cheeks are obvious from a distance - but even so, he smiles, ducks his head, and then trots right up to join him. are you prepared for the weather if not expect an umbrella in your space ]
Well, it's been a very, very strange Monday already, hasn't it?
well!!!!!! we are. outside somewhere. maybe heading to catch the train? taair (obligatory fit check) has an umbrella with him, and is heading in the direction of the tavern!
but when he spots fidelio, there's a beat. despite all the dreary weather of the alpha drink rain, his pink cheeks are obvious from a distance - but even so, he smiles, ducks his head, and then trots right up to join him. are you prepared for the weather if not expect an umbrella in your space ]
Well, it's been a very, very strange Monday already, hasn't it?
[ fidelio is still dressed pretty boring in comparison, but at least it's a slightly nicer sweater than what he was wearing over the weekend.
and no, he is not prepared for the weather, because he didn't really think you were supposed to need an umbrella in heaven... even though he really should have expected it since this heaven is a disappointment in so many ways already. so neither taair nor his umbrella is unwelcome.
(his cheeks are a little pink too now that they're sharing this little space, though he's not going to acknowledge it.) ]
Yeah, it has. Probably not the strangest, but. Up there.
[ the fifty people getting their asses kicked in the dungeon last monday probably has it beat, even if all he has to go on for that is hearsay. then again, the day is young. ]
and no, he is not prepared for the weather, because he didn't really think you were supposed to need an umbrella in heaven... even though he really should have expected it since this heaven is a disappointment in so many ways already. so neither taair nor his umbrella is unwelcome.
(his cheeks are a little pink too now that they're sharing this little space, though he's not going to acknowledge it.) ]
Yeah, it has. Probably not the strangest, but. Up there.
[ the fifty people getting their asses kicked in the dungeon last monday probably has it beat, even if all he has to go on for that is hearsay. then again, the day is young. ]
[ spongebob voice several hours later ]
Fidelio...? How are you feeling?
Fidelio...? How are you feeling?
[ the way i forgot this happened in the everything that happened in the last two hours
he's probably bringing in blankets and stuff at the moment, setting up little pillow forts nad comfy nesting spots - the question gives him pause, and he reaches to touch his torso briefly through his shirt. ]
Ah... no, no, it's not too bad. Though, I will surely have some very suspicious bruises, this weekend... Haha.
[ do not joke about this ]
he's probably bringing in blankets and stuff at the moment, setting up little pillow forts nad comfy nesting spots - the question gives him pause, and he reaches to touch his torso briefly through his shirt. ]
Ah... no, no, it's not too bad. Though, I will surely have some very suspicious bruises, this weekend... Haha.
[ do not joke about this ]
[ honestly if there was ever a good time to be high its after dealing with. all of that. gazes.
anyway taair's been here kind of monitoring on and off - he sets a glass of water down on the closest table, and then comes to sit next to fidelio. ]
That looks good. [ with a little hum. ] Still feeling alright?
anyway taair's been here kind of monitoring on and off - he sets a glass of water down on the closest table, and then comes to sit next to fidelio. ]
That looks good. [ with a little hum. ] Still feeling alright?
[ once again another manic monday....
after all that chaos, taair can be found in... you will never guess where... the magic academy.
fidelio can find him sitting in a classroom, reading a book - nose buried in it in absolute focus and concentration. the door to the classroom is open, and his thoughts are projecting over his head in elegant, curled writing.
"Witches require extensive education and training in order to master the system, allowing them to use magic effectively and safely. This training is accomplished at institutions such as Hexside, where students start training in magic at the kindergarten level and continue to develop their skills across the educational spectrum, and attendance is not only free, but compulsory for all magically inclined children. "
and then his thoughts briefly trail of because taair stops what he's doing, sucks in a breath, then picks up the book and like. quite literally hugs it to his chest for a moment because he thinks he is alone, and his thoughts, dreamily, echo this gesture with a -- This is wonderful. ]
after all that chaos, taair can be found in... you will never guess where... the magic academy.
fidelio can find him sitting in a classroom, reading a book - nose buried in it in absolute focus and concentration. the door to the classroom is open, and his thoughts are projecting over his head in elegant, curled writing.
"Witches require extensive education and training in order to master the system, allowing them to use magic effectively and safely. This training is accomplished at institutions such as Hexside, where students start training in magic at the kindergarten level and continue to develop their skills across the educational spectrum, and attendance is not only free, but compulsory for all magically inclined children. "
and then his thoughts briefly trail of because taair stops what he's doing, sucks in a breath, then picks up the book and like. quite literally hugs it to his chest for a moment because he thinks he is alone, and his thoughts, dreamily, echo this gesture with a -- This is wonderful. ]
Edited 2025-03-24 21:53 (UTC)
[ fidelio is simultaneously thinking this is the most boring paragraph to get that excited over and interested enough to read the thought all the way through himself.
...huh. sounds nice, but also a little like something louis would have supported, if he thinks about it. a place for everyone to study and grow more powerful, regardless of tribe or class... but only if you have this special inclination. he wonders what happens to the children who don't.
not that it really matters in this version of the place, he supposes, when there aren't any kids here anyway, magically inclined or otherwise.
putting that aside, he quietly comes up behind taair. ]
...Am I interrupting somethin' here?
...huh. sounds nice, but also a little like something louis would have supported, if he thinks about it. a place for everyone to study and grow more powerful, regardless of tribe or class... but only if you have this special inclination. he wonders what happens to the children who don't.
not that it really matters in this version of the place, he supposes, when there aren't any kids here anyway, magically inclined or otherwise.
putting that aside, he quietly comes up behind taair. ]
...Am I interrupting somethin' here?
[ hanging out at the tavern during this text thread because it's prime thoughtshare material
he's just scrolling down to this exchange and then turning slightly pink as his thoughts go 'cause they already got it out of me... ]
he's just scrolling down to this exchange and then turning slightly pink as his thoughts go 'cause they already got it out of me... ]
[ HELP ME
he doesn't even thought share, he just gasps the most disney princess ]
Oh! [ you've ever heard in your life and starts turning VERY pink ] What...?
he doesn't even thought share, he just gasps the most disney princess ]
Oh! [ you've ever heard in your life and starts turning VERY pink ] What...?
[ OUR HARDWORKING DEL...
since he tended him, i can give you the full rundown of his injuries which are. woof! taair's got a couple fractured ribs and some very nasty bruising everywhere consistent with falling from a very tall height. the bite in his stomach came from a spider, and punctured almost all the way through - luckily, the venom seems to have been mostly healed up so now it's just more like an a really awful allergic reaction as opposed to what should have probably been dying. he has burns all up the side of his body and all over his back, and lacerations from something sharp that looks a bit like arrows all over his arms and in a couple miscellaneous spots here and there on his sides. aaand finally, there's a chunk torn out of his left leg from some kind of other puncture. he also is feverish, and is clearly exhibiting some signs of hypothermia.
yay!!!
when he comes to sit next to him, taair turns his head a little... and then drops it, plunking it down on fidelio's shoulder gently with a little shiver. the compulsion to hug him is there but he leaves it for now, just closing his eyes. ]
... You've been working hard today. [ soft, tired, a little hoarse. ]
since he tended him, i can give you the full rundown of his injuries which are. woof! taair's got a couple fractured ribs and some very nasty bruising everywhere consistent with falling from a very tall height. the bite in his stomach came from a spider, and punctured almost all the way through - luckily, the venom seems to have been mostly healed up so now it's just more like an a really awful allergic reaction as opposed to what should have probably been dying. he has burns all up the side of his body and all over his back, and lacerations from something sharp that looks a bit like arrows all over his arms and in a couple miscellaneous spots here and there on his sides. aaand finally, there's a chunk torn out of his left leg from some kind of other puncture. he also is feverish, and is clearly exhibiting some signs of hypothermia.
yay!!!
when he comes to sit next to him, taair turns his head a little... and then drops it, plunking it down on fidelio's shoulder gently with a little shiver. the compulsion to hug him is there but he leaves it for now, just closing his eyes. ]
... You've been working hard today. [ soft, tired, a little hoarse. ]
[ wow that sucked 0/10 ending there but at least it is finally over...
back to the hospital and or a bed of some kind we go. it actually does not matter, he will let himself be corralled basically anywhere and is just kind of gingerly checking over his injuries, making sure nothing got pulled open in the fracas of the last. like two hours of trial. god. ]
back to the hospital and or a bed of some kind we go. it actually does not matter, he will let himself be corralled basically anywhere and is just kind of gingerly checking over his injuries, making sure nothing got pulled open in the fracas of the last. like two hours of trial. god. ]
[ maybe cuddles are a legitimate medical practice actually!
still in the room after all of that terrible world rumbling and panic and all that jazz is taair, who seems very distracted as he's like. seemingly processing something...? there's a little frown on his face, very thoughtful, and tentatively, he starts to reach for his book holster, smoothing one hand over the top cover as he pulls it out. ]
...Fidelio. [ very much out of nowhere, ] Do you trust me?
still in the room after all of that terrible world rumbling and panic and all that jazz is taair, who seems very distracted as he's like. seemingly processing something...? there's a little frown on his face, very thoughtful, and tentatively, he starts to reach for his book holster, smoothing one hand over the top cover as he pulls it out. ]
...Fidelio. [ very much out of nowhere, ] Do you trust me?
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