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29.Dec.12, 08:00 PM
Out of everything Talian said, it was being called sappy that stood out the most. Of course he was happy to hear the Healer was adjusting a bit more to their new environment, at least enough to want to continue living and try to be happy with his life once more. Of course he was also glad to hear that Talian didn’t think he had really changed and that the man knew Veeth would never do anything even remotely close to being called harming him. But none of that really needed to be further commented on. They understood each other’s position on the subject and cleared up a lot of misunderstandings and hesitations that had cropped up between them since the night of the Hatching and again that day after the accursed flight of J’ver’s.
Commenting on the sappy comment was another matter, though.
“I’m not sappy or all that sweet,” Valerian countered, ever so wittily. He supposed he kind of was given what he could write and the way Veeth even encouraged him to show that side more regularly, but Valerian liked his snarky side being visible instead. It wasn’t really a shield to guard his feelings but just something that came far more easily and quickly as well as allowing him to speak truthfully without any sugar-coating. How annoying would he be if he spoke with flowery terms all of the time and carefully disguised his insults? But, as with writing, there was always a time for a different narrative to shine and there wasn’t anything wrong with that. “All right, fine. I guess I can be but only when the situation calls for it.” Only a few people within his already small handful of close friends at Katila could lay claim to glimpsing that and somehow Talian had been the one to see it the most.
As he glanced over at his friend to see his reaction, Valerian was finally aware of how close Talian was now sitting. He hadn’t noticed the shifting closer either, having been absorbed in the conversation or enjoying his klah. He wasn’t sure how to take that. Likely, Talian didn’t realise he was another scoot or two away from being in his lap but Valerian wondered if he should get up and avoid that outcome or to stop worrying. Memories of the night at Erisi’s sprang up, reminding the Harper of what he said, though did Talian remember? It wasn’t really something he wanted to ask in case it was far too awkward and there was a high chance of sending his friend running if asked about still wanting him with a sober mind.
Deciding he’d start to act like R’nd and B’jin if he continued to think about every little thing more than was required, Valerian took another sip of klah and went for showing more of his softer side by quietly placing his hand over Talian’s, though he kept his gaze on his mug. “I like hearing you be so energetic and optimistic. It’s comforting.” Mostly because he wouldn’t have to worry nearly as much about Talian – though it would likely always be there.
Commenting on the sappy comment was another matter, though.
“I’m not sappy or all that sweet,” Valerian countered, ever so wittily. He supposed he kind of was given what he could write and the way Veeth even encouraged him to show that side more regularly, but Valerian liked his snarky side being visible instead. It wasn’t really a shield to guard his feelings but just something that came far more easily and quickly as well as allowing him to speak truthfully without any sugar-coating. How annoying would he be if he spoke with flowery terms all of the time and carefully disguised his insults? But, as with writing, there was always a time for a different narrative to shine and there wasn’t anything wrong with that. “All right, fine. I guess I can be but only when the situation calls for it.” Only a few people within his already small handful of close friends at Katila could lay claim to glimpsing that and somehow Talian had been the one to see it the most.
As he glanced over at his friend to see his reaction, Valerian was finally aware of how close Talian was now sitting. He hadn’t noticed the shifting closer either, having been absorbed in the conversation or enjoying his klah. He wasn’t sure how to take that. Likely, Talian didn’t realise he was another scoot or two away from being in his lap but Valerian wondered if he should get up and avoid that outcome or to stop worrying. Memories of the night at Erisi’s sprang up, reminding the Harper of what he said, though did Talian remember? It wasn’t really something he wanted to ask in case it was far too awkward and there was a high chance of sending his friend running if asked about still wanting him with a sober mind.
Deciding he’d start to act like R’nd and B’jin if he continued to think about every little thing more than was required, Valerian took another sip of klah and went for showing more of his softer side by quietly placing his hand over Talian’s, though he kept his gaze on his mug. “I like hearing you be so energetic and optimistic. It’s comforting.” Mostly because he wouldn’t have to worry nearly as much about Talian – though it would likely always be there.
