[ He does not resist when he feels her arms wrap around him, pulling him in closer so that they are leaning against each other. Truthfully, he never minds when they are as close as this; he is certain she knows that closeness with her is something he desires always, and so when the chance presents itself for it, he does not protest. ]
Often have you said those words, and I am honored that you think of me so highly. But along those same lines, what sort of man would I be had you not approached me in turn? Perhaps all I would have been then is a bastard son of a man who never truly looked upon me, and perhaps I would never have opened my heart as much as I have- thanks to you.
[ He was as she described him: desiring to reach out but being unsure how to, and being afraid to on top of that. Her own openness and warmth showed him how to be the same, and how to not be afraid to show that to others.
At her next words, his eyebrows raise as if he is surprised. Not shocked, exactly, but certainly surprised. ]
I do feel sorry for this Meteion. To have been confronted by such bleakness and despair... it is difficult for me to comprehend, and yet I can only imagine how it must have affected her. As for the rest... Our prayers and thoughts have ever gone with you and your sister, and all the Scions as well. And speaking more personally, you are never far from my own thoughts and prayers when your paths take you far from home.
[ Well he knows that his wishes were simple during the times of war that plagued Ishgard. He saw no reason to keep those wishes unspoken. The other wish that she speaks of is one he kept to himself, as she also knows, but he feels no embarrassment for having it. He does know that should all his friends and loved ones depart, he would find himself at a loss for what to do. Perhaps he would simply follow after them and ask what he might do to rectify things, as surely it was his error that compelled them to leave.
The very thought of having his home be empty and silent once more save for himself, the faithful steward and maid, and his cat is quite a sad one indeed, and one he does not like to dwell upon for any length of time. ]
Perhaps I have much still to learn about loving and being loved. [ That habit of his is a hard one to break, as they are both finding out. ] But Lantaa, you do the same for me, in so many ways.
[ And then he leans in even closer (quite a feat, considering how close they are already, so that he might gently place a kiss onto her mouth. ]
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Often have you said those words, and I am honored that you think of me so highly. But along those same lines, what sort of man would I be had you not approached me in turn? Perhaps all I would have been then is a bastard son of a man who never truly looked upon me, and perhaps I would never have opened my heart as much as I have- thanks to you.
[ He was as she described him: desiring to reach out but being unsure how to, and being afraid to on top of that. Her own openness and warmth showed him how to be the same, and how to not be afraid to show that to others.
At her next words, his eyebrows raise as if he is surprised. Not shocked, exactly, but certainly surprised. ]
I do feel sorry for this Meteion. To have been confronted by such bleakness and despair... it is difficult for me to comprehend, and yet I can only imagine how it must have affected her. As for the rest... Our prayers and thoughts have ever gone with you and your sister, and all the Scions as well. And speaking more personally, you are never far from my own thoughts and prayers when your paths take you far from home.
[ Well he knows that his wishes were simple during the times of war that plagued Ishgard. He saw no reason to keep those wishes unspoken. The other wish that she speaks of is one he kept to himself, as she also knows, but he feels no embarrassment for having it. He does know that should all his friends and loved ones depart, he would find himself at a loss for what to do. Perhaps he would simply follow after them and ask what he might do to rectify things, as surely it was his error that compelled them to leave.
The very thought of having his home be empty and silent once more save for himself, the faithful steward and maid, and his cat is quite a sad one indeed, and one he does not like to dwell upon for any length of time. ]
Perhaps I have much still to learn about loving and being loved. [ That habit of his is a hard one to break, as they are both finding out. ] But Lantaa, you do the same for me, in so many ways.
[ And then he leans in even closer (quite a feat, considering how close they are already, so that he might gently place a kiss onto her mouth. ]