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the waves were crashing round us
almost as if we breathe inside the sea

"I do need to leave for Natlan to collect one of the girls.... I suppose I should speak to him while I'm there, apparently."

"I hope that creativity didn't break any of the Epiclese's rules, Wriothesley...."

"................ I think you know what I'm about to say."

".... Magic?"

"I'm not really bothered by the fact you're sitting here. I'm only curious how you got up here...."

. . . . . . . .

"Endeared, even."

"Nothing— Just amused, is all."

"........ 'Wrio'...."

he looked at me and suddenly, flowers grew in my chest.

".... I'm missing a child."

i keep telling myself that i don't deserve to be lovedˎ but the loneliness i feel seems to contradict that belief and makes me crave it all the more.

"Ah— You're not interrupting, no. I just hadn't expected anyone to be here by the time I came around.... And Sedene hadn't mentioned you were waiting. Hopefully not for long?"

".... Why."

i shouldn't be jealous, you aren't even mine.

☆ : You don't need to explain yourself, hun, you take all the time you need and know everyone's happy to wait for you. ☆
You and your situation come first, this all comes second- espscially if it feels like a chore or an unneeded extra pressure

then come. shatter my illusion. because i don't know what else i can do to stop loving you.

He's not a mind reader, Wriothesley....

But luckily, he knows better than to say something for now. Just allowing that amused smile to quirk at the corners of his lips, a brow raising at him with a hum and head tipping to the side.

☆ : Nvm, I guess it's working????

☆ : What the fuck????

☆ : Hello????

@actusreusmensrea.bsky.social

Hm. Interesting.

........ Oh.

☆ : I give up with this phone and typos. I'm never gonna get used to it. I'm so used to smaller keyboards 😭

I've occasionally sent Thrain gifts, during the appropriate occasions? Bigger holidays like the winter soltice, or his birthday, as some examples."

response- but for now, he was quiet.

Once the questioms were turned back to him, though, Neuvillette couldn't help but to pause.

".... As I said, it's— Not too important and perhaps even a bit for a selfish reason. Nothing's wrong, of course, but.... Well— I'm sure you're aware that I've +

form of 'love language', let alone things as odd as they can potentially be.
But as Ajax continued to talk excitedly about the gifts and what he could offer to them (Flo by name even) in return, it had a sense of pride swell quietly in his chest. A bubble of a chur that wanted to be releaaes in +

"They didn't have to, but they wanted to."

It's the most natural response, automatic and comfortable. One he's said many times before for both himself and his girls— The smile still there despite the slight, almost uneasy, curl to it. Over time, he's learned that gift giving isn't always a common +