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@FLORALSWORDSMAN Following alongside, Meilyr walked with a confidence that seemed to contrast Gladiolus' shy tendancies.
Upon being ushered into their room, Meilyr would let out a light chuckle. He wasn't judging but was simply amused by the scene before him.
"Hey, no worries! My room is --
@LyricaILibra -- free all day."
Crossing his arms over his broad chest as they walked together, he found himself having to slow his walking speed so that he didn't outpace her - damn long legs.
"So, wanna give me a run down on what exactly we'll be doing?"
@LyricaILibra Upon seeing her grin, he was put at ease. This poor man is an anxious mess sometimes!
Hearing about the choir practice, he smiled right back. Finally, he could make good on his promise of joining her!
"Oh! Bout time we got to that! I've done my training for the day, so I'm--
@FLORALSWORDSMAN -- "Getting to this shape has taken A LOT of dedication. Plenty of sleepless nights spent training.
I trust that you can achieve your goals if you put your mind to it."
@FLORALSWORDSMAN Sensing that this was a deeply personal issue of theirs, Meilyr wanted to treat this as carefully as possible.
"I know how it feels... For years, I've struggled with my body health and image. Believe it or not, for an Albinean, I'm still quite underdeveloped.
--
-- "Ah, don't leave me hangin' tell about the scar!"
Downing the rest of his glass, he'd gesture for another. Moments later, receiving yet another.
Life was good right now.
Listening intently, the Albinean grows a deep smile before letting out a hearty chuckle.
"Hah! Yep, sounds like the way most of my city-brethren back home had their first! You'd have fit right in!"
He couldn't help but get snagged on the idea of finding out about that scar. --
small tavern... It was nice, least' before the guards nabbed me."
He can't help but chuckle remembering how livid his father was. At the time, he couldn't have been happier to see his old man pop a blood vessel in anger.
"First time wasted? Now that's how I got my scar."
@LyricaILibra -- he was worried that she held genuine regrets about their actions.
Maybe he wasn't quite as on the ball today as he previously thought!
@LyricaILibra -- before throwing his academy jacket over the top.
As he turns around, he notices her starting to walk off. Feeling a slight sting in his belly, he catches up before speaking up.
"Leaving already?" He spoke with a slight hint of concern - given what she said about ogling, --
@AgelessCrest -- Still soft and subdued.
His hands still unconsciously shook, and his eyes still remained dilated in shock, but a little longer with Byleth was sure to fix him right up.
His hands shake, his breathing hastens, and his skin crawls. The man is in a sheer state of panic as intense moments of the past flicker before his tear-soaked eyes. A silent sob is accompanied by numbed limbs...
"B-Belgarde... M-Mother..."
@AgelessCrest -- It any different here. What would have prevented this thought process would have been him taking into account that the actions of few do not speak for all - something he was actively working on.
"Hm... Yeah, I'll think I'll take you up on that tea." He reponds, his tone --
@LyricaILibra -- quite drastic and forward, but was entirely done to test just how confident she was in maintaining composure.
Realistically, he was dreading the fact that she could indeed opt to watch. She thought it was so outlandish that she'd not take that option, but he could sense --