04-11-2017, 04:50 PM
Amet cracks his first smirk in a long, long time as Iset bumps her shoulder into his (notably much weaker than her usual umphh) and offers up her version of sarcasm. The Akhal-Teke boy rolls his amber eyes at his sister before letting out a mockingly exasperated sigh, "I wouldn't quite call her a friend, Iset, but she was nice enough to offer me help when I first arrived here."
Iset looks past him now, pretending to be searching for Illae, and Amet snorts his amusement at the chestnut girl. "Yes, she's hiding."
It had been Iset's longest ongoing joke - his lack of friends. The metallic boy hadn't minded it for the most part (though he had admitted that it irritated him a time or two), but today it just seemed so miniscule, to only worry about whether or not one had friends, that Amet couldn't help but to giggle.
"Maybe the Plains, or the Lake?" he offers, in response to her sudden sincerity. He shifts his weight uncomfortably, breaking eye contact with Iset so that he is not forced to say what they were both thinking: anywhere but the Dunes.
Iset looks past him now, pretending to be searching for Illae, and Amet snorts his amusement at the chestnut girl. "Yes, she's hiding."
It had been Iset's longest ongoing joke - his lack of friends. The metallic boy hadn't minded it for the most part (though he had admitted that it irritated him a time or two), but today it just seemed so miniscule, to only worry about whether or not one had friends, that Amet couldn't help but to giggle.
"Maybe the Plains, or the Lake?" he offers, in response to her sudden sincerity. He shifts his weight uncomfortably, breaking eye contact with Iset so that he is not forced to say what they were both thinking: anywhere but the Dunes.
if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes
