He feels his heart skip a beat— or perhaps only half— as she reaches towards him and brushes his hair back from his face, her fingers gently ghosting against his cheek. She's done it before, but it's different this time, no longer with the air of a teacher straightening someone's collar but softer and more personal, somehow.
His smile falters, just for a moment, but not because he's unhappy. He feels his chest squeeze tight in a way that has nothing to do with the orb's discomfort, and a bit of lightheadedness that he's certain has nothing to do with the illithid stowaway in his head. She'd said nothing, but he can almost feel those unspoken words hanging in the air between them, even if he can't quite decipher what they might have been.
He only knows that their friendship has come to mean a great deal to both of them. That, he does not question.
Lowering his voice as though they're sharing a great secret, he smiles again and asks:]
no subject
He feels his heart skip a beat— or perhaps only half— as she reaches towards him and brushes his hair back from his face, her fingers gently ghosting against his cheek. She's done it before, but it's different this time, no longer with the air of a teacher straightening someone's collar but softer and more personal, somehow.
His smile falters, just for a moment, but not because he's unhappy. He feels his chest squeeze tight in a way that has nothing to do with the orb's discomfort, and a bit of lightheadedness that he's certain has nothing to do with the illithid stowaway in his head. She'd said nothing, but he can almost feel those unspoken words hanging in the air between them, even if he can't quite decipher what they might have been.
He only knows that their friendship has come to mean a great deal to both of them. That, he does not question.
Lowering his voice as though they're sharing a great secret, he smiles again and asks:]
What was that for?