[ unique, then, are their inteyvat flowers. the answer should be one to be expected, but it is one, instead, that gives rise to a sense of pride in him. flowers that only grow in khaenri'ah, flowers that reject the notion of being away from their home. in a way, he finds himself the same. someone who, given the chance to be away from home, would miss it dearly. may that day never come.
those ocean-blue eyes of his fall on the flowers one last time, and he turns to their guest. ]
So you remember. Come along.
[ he catches up to her, then, and it is the same as before: quiet steps, carefully measured. he's far taller, after all.
it is only now that she has earned two points with him that he brings himself to mention one important thing. ]
You haven't told me your name.
[ neither has anyone else, apparently, but he won't think about it. ]
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those ocean-blue eyes of his fall on the flowers one last time, and he turns to their guest. ]
So you remember. Come along.
[ he catches up to her, then, and it is the same as before: quiet steps, carefully measured. he's far taller, after all.
it is only now that she has earned two points with him that he brings himself to mention one important thing. ]
You haven't told me your name.
[ neither has anyone else, apparently, but he won't think about it. ]