[ dextera reaches over to pet leliel as well, since he would never deny himself the opportunity to do so. he strokes her soft feathers, slowly, allowing the tension to ease naturally—as it does, he moves closer to guren, until his head is resting on guren’s shoulder.
his thoughts are much the same. he’s lucky, so lucky, that guren was here with him. ]
Will you stay?
[ he’s going to ask every time, even if one day they move into the same house—a fear of loss, of course, permeates everything he does. ]
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his thoughts are much the same. he’s lucky, so lucky, that guren was here with him. ]
Will you stay?
[ he’s going to ask every time, even if one day they move into the same house—a fear of loss, of course, permeates everything he does. ]