[ Meteion falls quiet once more as she ponders the conversation at hand. The answer is clearly not one she enjoys, nor is it one she truly understands. A few moments pass before a flury of energy surrounds her and she changes once more into the small bird. She flies upwards before disappearing as she usually does.
A silence fills the room after her departure.
Lantaa can only hold his gaze for a few moments before it falls to the ground entirely. Then, her eyes close. ]
We should retire for the night.
[ She gently nudges his arm before beginning to lead him from the room. The silence remains on their way to the bedroom, and persists even once they arrive. Lantaa gently tends to the fire before turning back to him. She is already dressed in her sleeping attire due to hastily dressing once she realized Aymeric had gone. Would he like her to see to him? Or, should she simply crawl back into bed? ]
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A silence fills the room after her departure.
Lantaa can only hold his gaze for a few moments before it falls to the ground entirely. Then, her eyes close. ]
We should retire for the night.
[ She gently nudges his arm before beginning to lead him from the room. The silence remains on their way to the bedroom, and persists even once they arrive. Lantaa gently tends to the fire before turning back to him. She is already dressed in her sleeping attire due to hastily dressing once she realized Aymeric had gone. Would he like her to see to him? Or, should she simply crawl back into bed? ]