Gale
this is going to break me clean in two --
this is going to bring me close to you
Gale hadn’t been expecting thunderous applause, but he’d been hoping for feedback a little more positive than Mazikeen’s sobbing.
It startles him, and he loses his control of the shape. In a blink, he is back to being a horse with non-augmented eyes, and in another blink his sight improves. He can see the tears on her cheek, and watches the way ones cool as it falls from her face and onto the mountainside, growing dimmer in color until they are gone entirely. When he’s satisfied, he looks back up at Mazikeen, and even though she’s not yet looking back in his direction speaks up.
“So, like…is this a bad time or something?” He can’t really step away without forcing them to speak loudly to be heard, and Gale isn’t sure that Mazikeen wants others to overhear. He’s not sure she wants him to overhear whatever it is she’s doing. He’s just shown her the coolest thing he’s ever done and she’s crying, so either he is the very worst shifter in all of Beqanna, or there is something happening that he does not know.
“I can come back later, if you want?” Filling the silence comes naturally, and he chatters on. “Or we could talk if you want? Do you need a hug?”
That last offer would have seemed a bad idea about three minutes ago, but her tears drench what several months of logic and reason hadn’t entirely been able to extinguish. If it will make her stop crying, he’s willing to try.
@[Mazikeen]
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Gale
