Of course. You don't need my permission. Whatever makes you happiest is perfectly alright~♪
[Or whoever makes her happiest. They both have people here that they feel closer to than each other, he figures. And that, too, is alright. He knows all about how "love" and "family" can be difficult, but he's always thought that friendships, at least, should be straightforward. It's nice to have connections that are uncomplicated.
Her reaction to the nickname earns an arched eyebrow, though his smile remains in place.]
Heard that one before, huh?
[There's a sympathetic note to his voice that isn't entirely feigned, even if he also finds it amusing. He didn't mean to dredge up any memories of being teased by classmates in grade school or anything!
But anyway. He continues to follow her up into the suite. From floor to ceiling, it's all very nice and elegant, though it could use some warmer colors and some elevators if you asked him. (Thankfully no one did ask him.) In most respects, it couldn't be more different from the pirate queen's suite. But both are similar in terms of scale and grandeur. "Surrender your body to the House, and you'll be generously rewarded." That's the clear message being sent.
That thought makes him feel like he's covered in grime, though, so he'll try to push that aside.
At least the doors opening on their own provides a distraction from all that icky stuff. That makes both of his brows shoot way up.]
Are all the rooms enchanted?
[There are businesses in his world with automatic doors, of course. But they don't normally work like that. He peers inside those doors and down the hall, eyeing the silver suit of armor, curious about everything but trying not to be too nosy. Then finally she leads him to her little library, which looks nice, minus one small detail.]
I'd be worried my fingers would freeze off if I tried to read outside in those temperatures. I'm guessing you're built differently, though. And we can both use Aura!
[Once he comes upon the table inside the library, he does set down what he's carrying. The unopened box of sweets, the bag with the party poppers and party hats. Once that's done, he straightens up and puts both hands on his hips, facing his host with an expectant smile.]
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[Or whoever makes her happiest. They both have people here that they feel closer to than each other, he figures. And that, too, is alright. He knows all about how "love" and "family" can be difficult, but he's always thought that friendships, at least, should be straightforward. It's nice to have connections that are uncomplicated.
Her reaction to the nickname earns an arched eyebrow, though his smile remains in place.]
Heard that one before, huh?
[There's a sympathetic note to his voice that isn't entirely feigned, even if he also finds it amusing. He didn't mean to dredge up any memories of being teased by classmates in grade school or anything!
But anyway. He continues to follow her up into the suite. From floor to ceiling, it's all very nice and elegant, though it could use some warmer colors and some elevators if you asked him. (Thankfully no one did ask him.) In most respects, it couldn't be more different from the pirate queen's suite. But both are similar in terms of scale and grandeur. "Surrender your body to the House, and you'll be generously rewarded." That's the clear message being sent.
That thought makes him feel like he's covered in grime, though, so he'll try to push that aside.
At least the doors opening on their own provides a distraction from all that icky stuff. That makes both of his brows shoot way up.]
Are all the rooms enchanted?
[There are businesses in his world with automatic doors, of course. But they don't normally work like that. He peers inside those doors and down the hall, eyeing the silver suit of armor, curious about everything but trying not to be too nosy. Then finally she leads him to her little library, which looks nice, minus one small detail.]
I'd be worried my fingers would freeze off if I tried to read outside in those temperatures. I'm guessing you're built differently, though. And we can both use Aura!
[Once he comes upon the table inside the library, he does set down what he's carrying. The unopened box of sweets, the bag with the party poppers and party hats. Once that's done, he straightens up and puts both hands on his hips, facing his host with an expectant smile.]
So! ♪ Is this where we're having the party?