[ The corner of the Rising Stones that he has found is quiet indeed. There are still some that wander about at the hour, but, many have either moved to bed or have begun their treks from the home of the Scions of the Seventh Dawn. A home that, truthfully, he had not thought to call his own. He has ties to various people and organizations, yet home had never been anything other than Old Sharlayan or the Crystarium. Now he finds himself with allies he thought he might never call his own... more so, even, fall them friends.
He still feels as if a great many debts are owed to the Scions for all that he had asked of them to do on the First.
G'raha Tia closes his eyes and folds his arms in thought. Something that he had often done in his time as the Crystal Exarch, and it seems that habits will not disappear simply because he has returned to his younger body. Well, merged, is the far more apt term. He holds memories of both timelines in which he has walked, creating a sort of completed being of both happenstances. There is no swapping between the younger G'raha and the older Exarch--they are one in the same now. Nothing has been replaced or overlapped in his memories... simply existing together.
At least the merging was a success. ]
Raha.
[ His ears perk at the sound of his name, and G'raha raises his gaze to find the two-toned one of the elder sister of the Warriors of Light. She smiles at him, dressed in robes to mimic that of a white mage of eld, and a package in her hands. Two, in fact. His head tilts to the side as he looks her over. ]
Are you traveling again so soon? [ He finds the notion odd in itself. While it has been a handful of days since they returned to the Source, and he merged with himself, he would have thought the sisters would require more time to rest. However, the bashful smile and way her ears tilt down is telling enough. ] Ah, allow me to correct myself. You'll be returning home, then?
[ She gives an enthusiastic nod and it is one he cannot help but smile at. ] Are you and Thisru traveling anywhere?
W-well, I... I would not presume that I am to travel with your sister anywhere! [ The stammering of the younger man comes out, ears on end, blush clearly taking his face. Alkaid laughs gently at the display. ] T-that is to say, I had intended to remain until the Scions had something they wished me to look into. I feel as if I have several events to catch up on, with how timelines diverged, and not to mention the events I have missed asleep...
[ Alkaid unfolds a hand from her packages before placing it atop G'raha's head and giving a good ruffle to his hair. ] Will you ask her if she might stop in Ishgard on her way to wherever the two of you may go? I want to introduce you to someone.
[ Before G'raha can even protest further, Alkaid turns and makes her way from the Rising Stones. He stares, mouth agape, before sitting back in the chair in the corner he had temporarily taken as his own. It occurs to him that he has never seen Alkaid smile in such a way, despite how long she had been on the First. A long sigh comes from him then as he folds his arms once more. Each of the Scions had gone their ways as well. Meaning that he must find something to do with himself now as well... ]
{ the rising stones.
He still feels as if a great many debts are owed to the Scions for all that he had asked of them to do on the First.
G'raha Tia closes his eyes and folds his arms in thought. Something that he had often done in his time as the Crystal Exarch, and it seems that habits will not disappear simply because he has returned to his younger body. Well, merged, is the far more apt term. He holds memories of both timelines in which he has walked, creating a sort of completed being of both happenstances. There is no swapping between the younger G'raha and the older Exarch--they are one in the same now. Nothing has been replaced or overlapped in his memories... simply existing together.
At least the merging was a success. ]
Raha.
[ His ears perk at the sound of his name, and G'raha raises his gaze to find the two-toned one of the elder sister of the Warriors of Light. She smiles at him, dressed in robes to mimic that of a white mage of eld, and a package in her hands. Two, in fact. His head tilts to the side as he looks her over. ]
Are you traveling again so soon? [ He finds the notion odd in itself. While it has been a handful of days since they returned to the Source, and he merged with himself, he would have thought the sisters would require more time to rest. However, the bashful smile and way her ears tilt down is telling enough. ] Ah, allow me to correct myself. You'll be returning home, then?
[ She gives an enthusiastic nod and it is one he cannot help but smile at. ] Are you and Thisru traveling anywhere?
W-well, I... I would not presume that I am to travel with your sister anywhere! [ The stammering of the younger man comes out, ears on end, blush clearly taking his face. Alkaid laughs gently at the display. ] T-that is to say, I had intended to remain until the Scions had something they wished me to look into. I feel as if I have several events to catch up on, with how timelines diverged, and not to mention the events I have missed asleep...
[ Alkaid unfolds a hand from her packages before placing it atop G'raha's head and giving a good ruffle to his hair. ] Will you ask her if she might stop in Ishgard on her way to wherever the two of you may go? I want to introduce you to someone.
[ Before G'raha can even protest further, Alkaid turns and makes her way from the Rising Stones. He stares, mouth agape, before sitting back in the chair in the corner he had temporarily taken as his own. It occurs to him that he has never seen Alkaid smile in such a way, despite how long she had been on the First. A long sigh comes from him then as he folds his arms once more. Each of the Scions had gone their ways as well. Meaning that he must find something to do with himself now as well... ]