[ He might not be one of the celebrated Saviors of Ishgard, but nevertheless, people do stop him along his way to give him their well wishes and to also offer their best wishes for the season. Truthfully, he is merely relieved that peace has finally come to them, and so he chooses not to remember how many only had looks of disdain and disparaging comments for him not all that long ago. This celebration is a special time, and as far as he is concerned, any ill feelings or thoughts have no place here.
As he makes his way along, winding through the throngs of people, he looks for any sign of the person with whom he is supposed to meet. But given the sheer numbers of people who are milling about the city, he imagines that he won't see her until he reaches their agreed upon meeting point.
Upon his arrival, he casts a look around hoping to spot her, but it seems as though she has yet to arrive herself. He is in no particular hurry, so he has no issues with standing in a slightly out of the way spot to wait for her.
If she is breathless upon spotting him there waiting, then he is completely lacking in breath, because she truly looks beautiful to him. He knows she will always look that way, regardless of what she wears, but tonight she is practically glowing. A wide smile crosses his face when she makes her approach and offers an apology. ]
It is quite understandable, and I have not been waiting long. After all that you have done, I am certain that all of Ishgard wants to offer their thanks and well wishes to you and your sister this evening. And, of course, I include myself in that.
[ He would pull her in for a hug, but they are in public, as she has already clearly realized, so instead, he holds out a hand, intending to give her a formal yet no less genuine thank you by way of a handshake. It does not convey everything he wishes to say, but it is a start. ]
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As he makes his way along, winding through the throngs of people, he looks for any sign of the person with whom he is supposed to meet. But given the sheer numbers of people who are milling about the city, he imagines that he won't see her until he reaches their agreed upon meeting point.
Upon his arrival, he casts a look around hoping to spot her, but it seems as though she has yet to arrive herself. He is in no particular hurry, so he has no issues with standing in a slightly out of the way spot to wait for her.
If she is breathless upon spotting him there waiting, then he is completely lacking in breath, because she truly looks beautiful to him. He knows she will always look that way, regardless of what she wears, but tonight she is practically glowing. A wide smile crosses his face when she makes her approach and offers an apology. ]
It is quite understandable, and I have not been waiting long. After all that you have done, I am certain that all of Ishgard wants to offer their thanks and well wishes to you and your sister this evening. And, of course, I include myself in that.
[ He would pull her in for a hug, but they are in public, as she has already clearly realized, so instead, he holds out a hand, intending to give her a formal yet no less genuine thank you by way of a handshake. It does not convey everything he wishes to say, but it is a start. ]