When he sees his friend again he throws himself into his arms, surprising them both, he thinks. While it feels as if he'd seen everyone just recently, at the same time he can almost feel the distance of time between them until the moment they touch.
They sit together on the steps leading up to his shrine and talk enthusiastically; well, Sorey remains enthusiastic, Uno is as serene and unflappable as ever. Sorey asks about Father Breunor, about Alisha, about what came of the Council that gave her so much grief. He asks about the growth of Ladylake and its fortune under his care. Uno speaks of the people and generations of Ladylake with such tender kindness that Sorey can't help but throw his arms around him again.
When they finally leave, Sorey is on cloud nine. He can't stop touching Dezel, grabbing at his wrist or arm or shoulder only to pull away, not wanting to overwhelm him with too much. He points at just about everything they pass by and subjects Dezel to a barrage of questions until he comes to an abrupt stop in front of a clothing shop.]
...should I change?
[He'd picked up on your discomfort, Dezel. Don't think he didn't.]
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Date: 2017-01-16 05:45 am (UTC)When he sees his friend again he throws himself into his arms, surprising them both, he thinks. While it feels as if he'd seen everyone just recently, at the same time he can almost feel the distance of time between them until the moment they touch.
They sit together on the steps leading up to his shrine and talk enthusiastically; well, Sorey remains enthusiastic, Uno is as serene and unflappable as ever. Sorey asks about Father Breunor, about Alisha, about what came of the Council that gave her so much grief. He asks about the growth of Ladylake and its fortune under his care. Uno speaks of the people and generations of Ladylake with such tender kindness that Sorey can't help but throw his arms around him again.
When they finally leave, Sorey is on cloud nine. He can't stop touching Dezel, grabbing at his wrist or arm or shoulder only to pull away, not wanting to overwhelm him with too much. He points at just about everything they pass by and subjects Dezel to a barrage of questions until he comes to an abrupt stop in front of a clothing shop.]
...should I change?
[He'd picked up on your discomfort, Dezel. Don't think he didn't.]