Noctisardor Bypass anemoia

and in that moment, he was very briefly grateful he had asked.

if only because he selfishly saw a shred of himself in this. the rasp of her voice, unable to answer the extended hand offered to her. and it made it so much easier to approach this situation because he...knew how he wanted to be approached in these moments.

okay. he started softly as he kept space from her, not brazen enough to encroach.

slowly sat down, hunched in on himself a bit as if he could get any smaller than his already runty figure.

i don't have to look. he assured her. a no pressure situation — and as if to make a bigger point of it, his gaze traveled away from her. stared into the expanse of rivenwood's claim. i don't even really have to be here if you'd rather be alone.