Why don't you tell me which one you think it was after?
[ not because he's impatient, but because he wants to see how this shapes the answer. knowing does that; words whispered into ears, thoughts reverberating through minds, fire raging in a blazing inferno to reveal the charred ash underneath. he knows this all too well.
(the pun gets a softer smile, momentarily, he actually does find that cute. it's the odds turns of phrase and whimsy that tug at his heartstrings, if he had a heart.)
with that not quite question floating in the air, he steps forward and climbs onto the bed. answering those outstretched arms by straddling the wizard who might reach for curiosities as much as he does. ]
For now—is there any last thing you want to say? Or do. [ like this is a funeral march, but there's no shadows and only warmth. the same black and opal eyes as always. ]
no subject
[ not because he's impatient, but because he wants to see how this shapes the answer. knowing does that; words whispered into ears, thoughts reverberating through minds, fire raging in a blazing inferno to reveal the charred ash underneath. he knows this all too well.
(the pun gets a softer smile, momentarily, he actually does find that cute. it's the odds turns of phrase and whimsy that tug at his heartstrings, if he had a heart.)
with that not quite question floating in the air, he steps forward and climbs onto the bed. answering those outstretched arms by straddling the wizard who might reach for curiosities as much as he does. ]
For now—is there any last thing you want to say? Or do. [ like this is a funeral march, but there's no shadows and only warmth. the same black and opal eyes as always. ]