β finds them though, in that neither's exactly feeling exhausted from all those prior undertakings in the first place.
And, while at it, maybe they can broaden the scope of their activities outside of this place if need be...?
β is always on the table.
Even as he's asking the question, he's also sorting through his thoughts to figure out what they could do with this incredibly long period of downtime.. When nothing chaotic is happening, it's so difficult to adjust to the norm, he must admit. Fortune β
β during this period."
Usually the one to take the helm, he did not mind adhering to the words of his friends or lover if necessary. Sometimes they may think of something he hadn't so much as acknowledged in a while... And if not, a little activity for the sake of recreation β
β Though for whichever thoughts may reside, there's something else to keep him distracted in every waking moment.
But the best part of it all is the quality time they spend together whilst guiding each other through this tomb.
"I'll take suggestions from you, if you've any β
β he needed to know.
Though he held himself highly for the sake of the others, he too sometimes wished to lessen the weight on his mental a while. Every bit of assistance around him aided with that much, and nevertheless did he at times reflect on a past only he knows about... β
Having knowledge of the profound admiration and love that needn't be professed made it all the more sweet for him; though, he would not mind if she were loose with her words in moments like these. Nothing outlandish of course, but the look in her eyes would thusly tell him all β
β gotten better with time, but internally, she felt as if she could /melt/.
Silent as the stroll started and continued to be, it was a comfortable quiet. A simple peace that his presence alone brought over her.
β gladly adhere to that alongside whatever desires may reside within her being.
Today is a day best taken at a slow pace as is... They've nothing pending, after all.
A nod followed suit 'pon those words eventually reaching him, to which his phalanges curled comfortably within her smaller handβthough he needn't exercise caution, there was something immensely gentle about his provided hold that's rare to see anywhere else.
It is false β
β felt unnecessary. Unusual as it might be for him to request one's presence for something so casual, she knew well that it was all he wished for.
So, bringing a hand up to meet the larger, skeletal hand that awaited was only the proper response.
β From this layer, they begin their walk towards the exit first and foremost, then into those boundless halls illuminated by fires from the sides that set the typical atmosphere.
There is no rush fortunately, and may there be anything Albedo wishes to discuss with him, he'll β
β some time to spend together all leisurely. No one else is bound to cause a disturbance at this juncture too, makes it all the more worth their while.
In this mundane state of affairs, only one possibility ran about the mind of the Supreme One's mind: a moment to spend time with the one closest to him. If there's anything plausible, it is that simple, concurrent act which they both may pursue as they please to any ends β
β However, it was almost never that he needed to summon her outside of urgent matters, so the abrupt summon certainly had her curious what was on his mind.
β vast room, pacing towards the White Devil's side before holding out his hand expectingly, "today? I'd like you to walk with me a while. Let us spend some time togetherβand if you've any other suggestions, know that I will hear them out."
Affirming that much, it'll give them β
β nothingness.
"Albedo," he calls her name with that skeletal hand brought forth, "I've been expecting you. Worry not however, there are no disturbances in the tomb nor the land which we seek to rule over quietly."
He hums, a nod following these soothing words of the Overlord.
No matters of great importance necessarily disturb their peace so far, urgency is far beyond the reason for these summons as is. She finds him seated and at ease, anticipating her arrival merely so that they may spend some time together before any other matters arise from β
Approaching the throne room of the great tomb, answering summons from her lord @prlnclpatus.
It isn't often that her lord requests her presence. . . All has been well, so has some disturbance happened under the nose of the guardians? She cannot think of any other reason.