[a little knot in his heart untwists as he takes these little pieces and combines them with the knowledge that Minuet said his body felt better, after. so it wasn't all bad. it's a relief to know he could have a moment of peace in all the chaos.
he works his fingers into the feathers, reaching for a good spot, intentionally trying to make that rumble even louder.]
You should relax more often. Nothing's going to fall apart if you take it easy for a while.
[fellas is it weird if both parties both feel a lot better about giving or getting affection if one of them has temporarily masked up behind a combination of like four different associations with the word 'inhuman' to do it with
anyway he's not getting argued with per se but more and more wings are certainly coming into existence to curl protectively around him, so there is that]
[this seems like a perfectly normal dream interaction though!!
he took the huff as a soft argument--though, really, any attempt at extended conversation ought to wait until they can both speak, so he lets it go. this doesn't need to be a time for talking. his eyes move to the wings curling around him with curiosity; it seems like too many wings to be wrapping around him at once? how did he get this many wings. somewhere in the back of his mind he makes a note that Charon might have a fondness for feathers. it's soft and comfortable in a way he hasn't felt in weeks, and after a long moment of internal deliberation he lets himself sink into them with a sigh. his blinks go long and heavy as he deliberately relaxes.]
[he doesn't even fight the impulse to rest; his eyes drift closed, though he keeps working through feathers with steady, gentle hands. he can take his own advice. they can rest.]
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he works his fingers into the feathers, reaching for a good spot, intentionally trying to make that rumble even louder.]
You should relax more often. Nothing's going to fall apart if you take it easy for a while.
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I'm right. Don't try to argue with me.
[fully sinks into this giant creature's face and spreads his hands out as wide as they'll go, giving attention to every part of him in reach]
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anyway he's not getting argued with per se but more and more wings are certainly coming into existence to curl protectively around him, so there is that]
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he took the huff as a soft argument--though, really, any attempt at extended conversation ought to wait until they can both speak, so he lets it go. this doesn't need to be a time for talking. his eyes move to the wings curling around him with curiosity; it seems like too many wings to be wrapping around him at once? how did he get this many wings. somewhere in the back of his mind he makes a note that Charon might have a fondness for feathers. it's soft and comfortable in a way he hasn't felt in weeks, and after a long moment of internal deliberation he lets himself sink into them with a sigh. his blinks go long and heavy as he deliberately relaxes.]
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this dream will hold him for a while. peace.]