( Though, he does seem almost bitter about the irony, given such ambitions were the very destruction of his home of long ago. )
One can't always live in luxury, I suppose.
( He says, gently nudging the other whilst fashioning a little grin. )
( He nods as he listens in earnest, seemingly impressed by the end of it. )
I'd heard much about Aaru before. I suppose it's only logical that the nation of Wisdom house humans with ambition strong enough to anchor the world with such seamless precision.
[ sighs softly, taking his hand back and crossing his arms as well. ]
aaru was modified to house me impressively well. the fact that something like this exists at all and was able to be modified like this is incredible. it’s just - a little small.
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This wouldn't be the first time I've had a creature rest around me.
( He looks surprised even so. First a kitten, and more recently, a rat. )
It looks young. Could it have fallen out of its nest, somehow?
@chalkpriince ( Looking at the little one in his hands for a moment. . . And then nodding. )
A bat puppy.
Though, it's a bit surprising to see you in Natlan.
That . . . Makes sense I suppose.
( He sighs. Seems there's quite a lot he's been left in the dark about. No surprises there, though. )
What's this?
( He asks, eyeing a little cautiously what he'd been offered to hold in his hands. A dagger? Is this a gift—
(Thyra doesn’t seem to understand his confusion, and she doesn’t exactly care to either. She nods at his confirmation.)
I do not come to Teyvat often. Like Father, I find little interest in this planet outside my family.
(Despite her flat tone, she seems pleased to see him. —
( a soft grin parts his lips at the gesture, arms holding him as close as he can; dainsleif was rarely the one to initiate physical contact, so every cuddle is deeply cherished. )
…shall i make one for you?
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You make it really hard for me to even consider hating you. That's cruel.
( He wasn't exactly sure how much of that he meant. Or rather, he knew he meant it, but would rather not admit that even to himself. )
Yeah.
( Was the only word he could muster, despite all that he wished to say. And yet, despite it all, he found himself relaxing in the embrace. After all, he was in the arms of his brother. That meant something special to him, even after all these years. )
[ He let out what sounded like a broken chuckle, briefly. ]
I know, after all, sinners are known for their cruelty, aren't they?
[ His voice held no malice despite the words he pronounced. And then, almost immediately, he gently pulled his brother into his arms, cradling–
not due to meetings, but due to mere tales he'd heard.
. . . Ha. They shared similar pains indeed. )
I'll be on my way soon, if my presence down here is of any concern.
( It just felt closest to home right now. )
( Perhaps it was the makings of the knight within him, or perhaps it was another nightmare that never truly granted the bough keeper rest. The presence of someone alive keeping watchful eye had caused him some caution.
Though, even so, he found himself steady, —
[ there's really no need for xiao to be patrolling inside the chasm, but he is nothing if not thorough.
standing several feet off, silent as the stone around them, he's as much guarding the sleeping stranger as he is keeping a watchful eye on him. ]
keeping his eyes closed for another few minutes almost in plea in delaying whatever conversations were to follow before he woke up. )
You've been eyeing me for some time.
( He commented at last, eyes opening to glance at the onlooker; a visage he was familiar with—
“Even the stars who dictate our fate are not free from fate itself. You, who walk across the path of time and space, will you be able to cut through your fate and write your own story?”
-Vedrfolnir, Blasphemy against Time