i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high
They had both been busy since their last meeting. Just as he can see her deeds and misdeeds in the swirl of emotions around her, so too could she in him. In so many ways it makes it easier. They understand one another on a level impossible for anyone who is not like they are. But just as she had grown, so too had he.
He would not remain stagnant when the world lay at his feet.
“So very coy,” he replies wryly, blue eyes gleaming from behind his glowing mask. He steps closer, erasing the distance between them with ease. Rune settles behind him, giving them a glowering glance before proceeding to ignore them in favor of preening his feathers. “It’s better saved for someone it’s not wasted on.”
There are no secrets between them. Even if she could level her emotions to hide the memories they carry, he had only to open the door to her sight to find whatever she might try to hide. He does not feel the need to at this particular moment, but the possibility lay between them like a heavy weight.
Still, he manages to surprise her. It is written so clearly across her delicate features, tangled with the lines of concern and doubt. The suspicion that he might be lying. His grin widens, bone-armored features shifting to something positively devilish. He is not above lying of course, but in this he is not. And she recognizes it quickly enough.
Her question when it comes is a clever one. She had clearly given this some thought before today. “Yes,” he replies simply finding no reason to demure. “They spread out before you like the delta of a river.” He tips his head then, eyeing her curiously. When he continues, there is a droll amusement in his tone. “Finding the right one has proven perilous, but I have some very good guesses.”
reave
@[Aela]