[ There's a brief look of surprise. Taking those words in, mulling it over their head, and.. promptly ducking half of their half into the collar of their cloak. A bit of hiding - likes knowing... huh. But they will settle beside, effectively tucking their arms and most of themselves in the comfort of their own cloak. Becomes a sitting white triangle. A small nod as they listen, watching him.
(It isn't as if you feel differently.) ]
..We've got a good group going. I want them to feel like.. they can trust to rely on me. For anything.
[ triangle....... artemy just flops onto his side, arm pillowing his head and he lays there. the tired animal of his body demands more rest, the phantom pains in his leg, the ache of missing his home... but this.
this is restorative in its own way.
he listens patiently, returning those words with a nod of his own before his eyes close. ]
That is exactly it... [ that is what i want, too ] ... and... I do trust you. I am certain I can.
[ This is valid. Looking at him, it doesn't take at all long for Siffrin to lean back and just
flop onto the grass. Peering upwards, blinking slowly as their vision swims a little. Zoning out just barely until they glance over before slowly back up again. ]
[ he meets their eye, face turned to the side as they glance over before turning skyward again. he joins them, shifting onto his shoulders to rest hands in the grass.
palms down, it doesn't feel like home. there's no beat here, no sensation like so many threads around his fingertips.
but. ]
I hope that perhaps, in time, you will feel the same way, too.
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(It isn't as if you feel differently.) ]
..We've got a good group going. I want them to feel like.. they can trust to rely on me. For anything.
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[ triangle....... artemy just flops onto his side, arm pillowing his head and he lays there. the tired animal of his body demands more rest, the phantom pains in his leg, the ache of missing his home... but this.
this is restorative in its own way.
he listens patiently, returning those words with a nod of his own before his eyes close. ]
That is exactly it... [ that is what i want, too ] ... and... I do trust you. I am certain I can.
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flop onto the grass. Peering upwards, blinking slowly as their vision swims a little. Zoning out just barely until they glance over before slowly back up again. ]
..That's enough for me. [ Having trust. ]
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palms down, it doesn't feel like home. there's no beat here, no sensation like so many threads around his fingertips.
but. ]
I hope that perhaps, in time, you will feel the same way, too.
[ to tie is his duty. so tie he will. ]