[ He tenses at the question. Has he thought about it? Yea, he has. Often. Too much. It is actually his wish, his dream. To play and dance and to not lift a spear unless necessary. To be a person and not a thing. A weapon himself. ]
[ He considers this. More often than not, people here seem to think that he needs to take a step back. Relax. Meet people. Expressing himself any other way other than at the tip of his spear... ]
Trying... However that leaves the question of where to even begin. I know nothing of composing music.
You definitely have plenty of time to sit and think! For the easy fish, at least.
[She laughs lightly, trying to hide her fluster at his unexpected praise. Does she do a lot? ... Okay, maybe she does. She's so often wondering if it's enough, as there always seems to be more to do. But Dohalim really has stepped up and helped more lately, and it's been... nice. Really nice, actually. It's a pleasant shift to have time to breathe like this, to sit and fish or - in the case of right now - sew together some flower crowns, just as a nostalgic little treat to herself. If a certain someone would stop leaving moldy piles of clothing in the basement, that would be nice too.]
Well... I'd be happy to teach you fishing, too. I'd never consider that work, though in a sense it could be considered hunting for food, but don't be surprised if it leaves your arms sore for a while.
[Maybe they need to present a united front in addressing certain issues at home...
His smile blooms wider at her acquiescence, and he gives a nod of confirmation as he plucks another flower to weave into his own crown. It's not nearly as well-put-together as hers appears to be, but he's doing reasonably well for himself, his deft fingers well-suited for the job after so many years putting his fine motor skills to good use in music and art.]
Soon, then— as is convenient for you, of course.
[He is, technically, asking a favor of her.]
And assuming I won't be a bother. I realize the time you spend fishing is often restorative, and I'll not infringe on it without your permission.
She blinks at him in surprise. That's unexpectedly- well, courteous is the wrong word, because he so often is. Self-aware maybe? He's made plenty of clueless requests of those around him because it's simply the norm of Renan culture, to the point of offending the less societally-blessed members of their group. For him to worry about bothering her after she'd all but welcomed his company is a significant improvement.
Her surprise quickly blooms into a gracious acceptance, and she shakes her head.]
It's no bother. If I need to relax on my own, I'm sure I'll be fishing long after you get tired of it. Either way, I appreciate your company, so I hope you don't feel unwelcome.
[For all his obliviousness, he still manages to catch that startled look of hers, and his smile persists in response, hitching a touch wider. He has been making a conscious effort to improve himself since coming here— and even beforehand— regardless of the fact that she had not been present to influence him for some time. That he can surprise her, perhaps, stands as a testament to his hard work. He realizes he still has a long way to go, but he remains eager to become better than the Dohalim he once was.]
I suppose you're right— your stamina for it is likely to be much greater than mine at this juncture, my being a beginner and all.
[Patience, he has, but he may tire long before she does.]
Regardless, you could never make me feel unwelcome. Anything but. I only do not wish to take advantage of that, but I will gladly take you at your word, my dear friend.
[She should perhaps be embarrassed by the stamina comment, but... okay, yeah, he's not wrong. Her skills lie in physical labour of all sorts- cooking, cleaning, fighting, and yes, fishing. He might not find her mental stamina so impressive when the time comes to exchange information, and he's trying to teach her something a little more bookish.
Oh well, that's a bridge to cross when they get there. For now she's content with what they have planned, and his good company, besides.]
If you're trying to butter me up before we even get started, it's not going to work. You'll have to earn my praise the proper way- by fishing up a big bass for our dinner that night.
[He laughs openly, nearly dropping the flower he'd just plucked to weave into his crown, though he manages to salvage it before doing so.]
Well— I have been guilty of it on other occasions, I am sure, but I assure you, I meant nothing of the sort.
[Compliments should be genuine, or so he's always felt, especially when you care for the other party so deeply. Complicated as things are, Kisara is a vital fixture in his life, someone to whom experience has unquestionably tied him, and he is grateful for that, for her. She deserves nothing less than sincerity.]
That said, the challenge has been set, and I intend to rise to meet it. I will not be satisfied until I do. [Although—] ... are there bass in Reverein?
I suppose anything is possible in this world, yes? Imagine— one might find fish in this place they've never even dared to dream of.
[Pun at least partially intended. He smiles, her bright mood easily infectious.]
Dream magic seems to have any number of applications— I do hope you'll let me know of any further developments. Do you believe that to be what caused the size of the fish themselves?
Not quite... at least, if it did, it happened under the surface. They'd already grown to that size by the time I arrived.
[She sets aside her flowers for a moment to fish a small crystalline object from her belt, offering it out to him. It's a very simple charm with an equally simple burst of dreamotion energy infused, with a hook attached on one end and a loop at the other, for linking it to the fishing rod.]
The only way to catch them is with these magic lures.
[He nods as he listens, his flower crown momentarily forgotten as he gives her his undivided attention— naturally, he finds this to be fascinating, as he does more curious things.
Reaching out, he gently takes hold of the object she offers. If she hadn't said it was a lure, he might have mistaken it for some kind of trinket, lovely as it is. He lifts the palm of his hand to examine it more thoroughly, gently prodding it with his index finger.]
A remarkable little device. For all the lures I have seen you collect at home, I don't recall any that looked like this— truly, it is quite beautiful.
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Have you ever tried to perform music yourself? Some people find that relaxing, too.
[She suspects what he finds relaxing is going to be something of a journey. Oh well, she hopes that it'll maybe be helpful in the end.]
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I… Have not, no.
[ Not where others can hear. ]
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[Kind of the vibe she gets from him, no offense.]
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[ He considers this. More often than not, people here seem to think that he needs to take a step back. Relax. Meet people. Expressing himself any other way other than at the tip of his spear... ]
Trying... However that leaves the question of where to even begin. I know nothing of composing music.
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Then someone who would need to teach me to read it.
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[She pauses for thought.]
I do know someone who reads music, though. I can at least ask him if he'd be willing to help.
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[ Venti is always an option. However Xiao isn't quite sure that he wants to go quite that far. ]
Who is it that you know?
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[Who knows, maybe it'll help both of them.]
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I would not mind meeting him, then, if the opportunity arose.
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probably a good spot to wrap until next time?
yeah! good talk
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People keep telling me that. I hope eventually it'll be true.
[She's... working on it. It just doesn't come naturally to her, it seems.]
For now though, I'm grateful for all the help I'm getting, including from you. Thank you- can I catch you a fish for your trouble?
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[ Thoma beams at her, ever the optimist. ]
Hey, don’t mention it. I’m just happy to assist where I can. As for the fish…
[ He angles his head over at his own supplies, left behind when he wandered over to help her. ]
I was planning on catching a few of my own. How about a little company for the afternoon instead? I find fishing is always better with a buddy.
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[She wouldn't say she's lonely when she fishes, by any means, but something to fill the silence is not unwelcome.]
I'm Kisara.
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You definitely have plenty of time to sit and think! For the easy fish, at least.
[She laughs lightly, trying to hide her fluster at his unexpected praise. Does she do a lot? ... Okay, maybe she does. She's so often wondering if it's enough, as there always seems to be more to do. But Dohalim really has stepped up and helped more lately, and it's been... nice. Really nice, actually. It's a pleasant shift to have time to breathe like this, to sit and fish or - in the case of right now - sew together some flower crowns, just as a nostalgic little treat to herself.
If a certain someone would stop leaving moldy piles of clothing in the basement, that would be nice too.]Well... I'd be happy to teach you fishing, too. I'd never consider that work, though in a sense it could be considered hunting for food, but don't be surprised if it leaves your arms sore for a while.
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Maybe they need to present a united front in addressing certain issues at home...His smile blooms wider at her acquiescence, and he gives a nod of confirmation as he plucks another flower to weave into his own crown. It's not nearly as well-put-together as hers appears to be, but he's doing reasonably well for himself, his deft fingers well-suited for the job after so many years putting his fine motor skills to good use in music and art.]
Soon, then— as is convenient for you, of course.
[He is, technically, asking a favor of her.]
And assuming I won't be a bother. I realize the time you spend fishing is often restorative, and I'll not infringe on it without your permission.
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mom and dad say have a goddamn bath right nowShe blinks at him in surprise. That's unexpectedly- well, courteous is the wrong word, because he so often is. Self-aware maybe? He's made plenty of clueless requests of those around him because it's simply the norm of Renan culture, to the point of offending the less societally-blessed members of their group. For him to worry about bothering her after she'd all but welcomed his company is a significant improvement.
Her surprise quickly blooms into a gracious acceptance, and she shakes her head.]
It's no bother. If I need to relax on my own, I'm sure I'll be fishing long after you get tired of it. Either way, I appreciate your company, so I hope you don't feel unwelcome.
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I suppose you're right— your stamina for it is likely to be much greater than mine at this juncture, my being a beginner and all.
[Patience, he has, but he may tire long before she does.]
Regardless, you could never make me feel unwelcome. Anything but. I only do not wish to take advantage of that, but I will gladly take you at your word, my dear friend.
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Oh well, that's a bridge to cross when they get there. For now she's content with what they have planned, and his good company, besides.]
If you're trying to butter me up before we even get started, it's not going to work. You'll have to earn my praise the proper way- by fishing up a big bass for our dinner that night.
there's more stamina cracks where that came from
[He laughs openly, nearly dropping the flower he'd just plucked to weave into his crown, though he manages to salvage it before doing so.]
Well— I have been guilty of it on other occasions, I am sure, but I assure you, I meant nothing of the sort.
[Compliments should be genuine, or so he's always felt, especially when you care for the other party so deeply. Complicated as things are, Kisara is a vital fixture in his life, someone to whom experience has unquestionably tied him, and he is grateful for that, for her. She deserves nothing less than sincerity.]
That said, the challenge has been set, and I intend to rise to meet it. I will not be satisfied until I do. [Although—] ... are there bass in Reverein?
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[As one might expect from a strange dream world, the fish have been odd and varied. She does perk up at the memory, though.]
Oh, but I did learn how to do a bit of dream magic while fishing! And I pulled up some enormous fish, so there's definitely plenty out there.
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[Pun at least partially intended. He smiles, her bright mood easily infectious.]
Dream magic seems to have any number of applications— I do hope you'll let me know of any further developments. Do you believe that to be what caused the size of the fish themselves?
[Curious!]
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[She sets aside her flowers for a moment to fish a small crystalline object from her belt, offering it out to him. It's a very simple charm with an equally simple burst of dreamotion energy infused, with a hook attached on one end and a loop at the other, for linking it to the fishing rod.]
The only way to catch them is with these magic lures.
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Reaching out, he gently takes hold of the object she offers. If she hadn't said it was a lure, he might have mistaken it for some kind of trinket, lovely as it is. He lifts the palm of his hand to examine it more thoroughly, gently prodding it with his index finger.]
A remarkable little device. For all the lures I have seen you collect at home, I don't recall any that looked like this— truly, it is quite beautiful.
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oh cool dw just hide this notif from me
dw hates cute nerds bein cute together huh
a hate crime honestly
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steering us to wrap since we have new stuff!
hella