[ Her mind is so wrapped within her thoughts that she does not even hear when he approaches. A twitch of her ears is given before she raises her gaze from the snow up to him. Seeing him in such informalclothing is certainly unusual, but the shine in her gaze shows just how much she likes it. Alkaid straightens her posture and shakes her head. He has nothing to apologize for. She could have gone and stood at one of the small seating arrangements and she did not. Namely because a part of her wishes to hide from as many people as she can. Her heart still feels raw and wounded, making it difficult to put on the face they all expect from one of the Saviors of Ishgard. ]
No, I want to go. Moving will most likely help warm me up.
[ She looks down and gently nudges the bag at her side filled with provisions. Obviously, she is quite used to traveling with the basics by now. Her gaze lingers on the bag for a moment before looking up at him. There seems to be little point in telling him that she has been cold since their arrival in Corethas. Best to move on from the topic in her mind.
Alkaid uncurls one hand to gently put it on the hem of his shirt. The motion is the same as to when she tugs on the drapes of his usual attire for him to bend down to her level. Once he has, a finger is pressed to his lips. ]
Close your eyes, Aymeric.
[ She waits a few moments for him to do as she instructed. Her head tilts to make sure he will not be opening them just yet. Once satisfied he will not peek, she reaches her gloved hands into her pocket and pulls out the charm she had crafted for him. It needs polishing and perhaps the gem replaced, but, she can attend to such things once Ishgard is safe.
Her hands reach behind his neck to fasten the chain together before gently taking the charm into her hands. Within a few beats the gem glows with magic. A slight swirling trickle of light courses around the gem when touched, otherwise, the gem alone glows. Alkaid inspects it and gently rests it against his chest once she is satisfied. ]
There, now we are ready to go.
[ A smaller version of her normal smile forms on her face and her tail sways ever so slightly. No doubt his reaction will be as animated or as surprising as it was when she first gave it to him. Alkaid reaches down and picks up the bag to move it over her shoulders. ]
Estinien had it repaired before bringing it back to me. There are a few things left to tend to, but, he wouldn't notice it as he wasn't the one who designed it... [ A blush creeps to her face and she looks away in a sudden turn of bashfulness. She hadn't told him that she designed it as well. Her hands clutch the straps of the bag before she turns and begins to walk forward into Corethas. ] I thought we might start by heading west. People may have congregated further from Ishgard to be safe.
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No, I want to go. Moving will most likely help warm me up.
[ She looks down and gently nudges the bag at her side filled with provisions. Obviously, she is quite used to traveling with the basics by now. Her gaze lingers on the bag for a moment before looking up at him. There seems to be little point in telling him that she has been cold since their arrival in Corethas. Best to move on from the topic in her mind.
Alkaid uncurls one hand to gently put it on the hem of his shirt. The motion is the same as to when she tugs on the drapes of his usual attire for him to bend down to her level. Once he has, a finger is pressed to his lips. ]
Close your eyes, Aymeric.
[ She waits a few moments for him to do as she instructed. Her head tilts to make sure he will not be opening them just yet. Once satisfied he will not peek, she reaches her gloved hands into her pocket and pulls out the charm she had crafted for him. It needs polishing and perhaps the gem replaced, but, she can attend to such things once Ishgard is safe.
Her hands reach behind his neck to fasten the chain together before gently taking the charm into her hands. Within a few beats the gem glows with magic. A slight swirling trickle of light courses around the gem when touched, otherwise, the gem alone glows. Alkaid inspects it and gently rests it against his chest once she is satisfied. ]
There, now we are ready to go.
[ A smaller version of her normal smile forms on her face and her tail sways ever so slightly. No doubt his reaction will be as animated or as surprising as it was when she first gave it to him. Alkaid reaches down and picks up the bag to move it over her shoulders. ]
Estinien had it repaired before bringing it back to me. There are a few things left to tend to, but, he wouldn't notice it as he wasn't the one who designed it... [ A blush creeps to her face and she looks away in a sudden turn of bashfulness. She hadn't told him that she designed it as well. Her hands clutch the straps of the bag before she turns and begins to walk forward into Corethas. ] I thought we might start by heading west. People may have congregated further from Ishgard to be safe.