And that you also are recovering. [Because he's not stupid: he saw how upset she was, it was all over her face, her posture. It had taken a great deal out of her to see her beloved like that.]
Whenever you are free from worries.
[He's honestly so glad she's even talking to him again that that's more than enough to make his day. ]
Tomorrow came, but Night Sky did not arrive until the evening hours, accompanied by both of her dogs so they did not get bored and tear up the treehouse.
As per usual, she was in her regular floral attire, a bow slung over her back along with a good amount of arrows. Given how he hadn't moved very far from his original camp, he wasn't difficult to find. Night Sky greeted him with a wave as she stepped out from the trees.
He wasn't concerned. If he hadn't heard from her by midnight, he would contact her, but he would just assume that she was doing other things. The last thing he wanted was to add more burdens to her.
He catches sight of her, as she steps from the forest, and his gaze softened. "It is good to see you." In any circumstance, but especially tonight.
"This is all, well, most of it, Melinoë's." The pillows, especially. "She is trying to civilize me." It's going...50/50?
Night Sky was more a nocturnal creature anyway. Didn't make for ideal hunting, but the creatures of Caldera didn't abide by the laws of most realms. They'd get something one way or another.
"It's good to see you, too." She smiled and stepped closer, the dogs on her heels, sniffing around the campsite. They smelled cats. Multiple cats. The dryad opened her arms for a hug from the Astartes. "Melinoë? Ooh. Sounds like someone has a giiiirlfriend."
It didn't matter if they caught something or not, to Gadriel. He just wanted to see her and know she was, well, all right.
He was surprised by the hug--he had wanted one, but didn't want to press, to ask her, so he just folded his arms around her, careful of her antlers, with a soft sigh.
He blushed at her teasing tone. "I think you would like her. She is very strong willed." Like...he had no choice. Once she decided things would happen...that was it.
Things had been odd because he was stupid and prideful, and he was upset that it took something that hurt her so much to bring them back to talking together.
He released her a little from the hug--she probably wanted to, you know, breathe--looking down at her. "You would like her very much. She is very brave and I have put her through a great deal." Like dying, like having her rescue him from the healers. "You look...like summer." He's learning seasons, slowly, and she did look like the embodiment of the season, flowers strewn over her body and antlers.
He wasn't the only one. Night Sky didn't want to lose any friendships if it could be avoided, though.
"We always put the people we love through a lot more than we plan to." She said with a knowing smile. "You missed my antlers falling off and growing back in." She chuckled. "The flowers always match the season. Soon I'll be brown and red."
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thecodexabides) wrote2025-01-01 01:22 pm
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hopeful
he has recovered
And that you
also
are recovering. [Because he's not stupid: he saw how upset she was, it was all over her face, her posture. It had taken a great deal out of her to see her beloved like that.]
Whenever you
are free from worries.
[He's honestly so glad she's even talking to him again that that's more than enough to make his day. ]
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You'll be waiting forever for me to be free of worries. How about tomorrow?
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Night Sky.
If I can
ever
do anything
to alleviate your worries,
please
let me help.
But tomorrow would be
fine.
I am looking forward
very much
to seeing you again. </tt.
Just actions this here
Tomorrow came, but Night Sky did not arrive until the evening hours, accompanied by both of her dogs so they did not get bored and tear up the treehouse.
As per usual, she was in her regular floral attire, a bow slung over her back along with a good amount of arrows. Given how he hadn't moved very far from his original camp, he wasn't difficult to find. Night Sky greeted him with a wave as she stepped out from the trees.
"You've upgraded since the last time I visited."
efficient!
He catches sight of her, as she steps from the forest, and his gaze softened. "It is good to see you." In any circumstance, but especially tonight.
"This is all, well, most of it, Melinoë's." The pillows, especially. "She is trying to civilize me." It's going...50/50?
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"It's good to see you, too." She smiled and stepped closer, the dogs on her heels, sniffing around the campsite. They smelled cats. Multiple cats. The dryad opened her arms for a hug from the Astartes. "Melinoë? Ooh. Sounds like someone has a giiiirlfriend."
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He was surprised by the hug--he had wanted one, but didn't want to press, to ask her, so he just folded his arms around her, careful of her antlers, with a soft sigh.
He blushed at her teasing tone. "I think you would like her. She is very strong willed." Like...he had no choice. Once she decided things would happen...that was it.
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Night Sky grinned as she leaned back to look up at him. "Yeah? Sounds like your kind of girl. I'm happy for you, big guy!"
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He released her a little from the hug--she probably wanted to, you know, breathe--looking down at her. "You would like her very much. She is very brave and I have put her through a great deal." Like dying, like having her rescue him from the healers. "You look...like summer." He's learning seasons, slowly, and she did look like the embodiment of the season, flowers strewn over her body and antlers.
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"We always put the people we love through a lot more than we plan to." She said with a knowing smile. "You missed my antlers falling off and growing back in." She chuckled. "The flowers always match the season. Soon I'll be brown and red."