Easy! No! Oh, no, that can't be. I am quite the active player, I can promise you that. I would not so easily lead you to me with my words. I can do silence.
[Not that he could doubt anyone for disbelieving him. But silence is a necessary skill in war. A tool. Talking is a comfort.]
If they can speak as words can, I should consider it an honor to learn. You call it a language; I like that. Much more intrigue.
[He can only imagine what the full might of the sea in physical body might be capable of. It's a fun thing to laugh about, but less so when the reality is so very there.]
Apologizing! What for? If we two are to have such a bond, I shall not want another. Will you not take the place of that fated match? I'd think you must. No, you must indeed, if the power is that great. Fate itself is being reshaped by your words.
[As dramatic as it sounds, he believes it. Fate has been rewritten. It's ... a relief, in many ways. Easal has always been slow to care for and open up to partners. The bond he needed was never really there and had not been yet found. Worrying that some stranger would call out his soul and he would be stuck decades, waiting to feel or be close to them, was a real worry. Not, fortunately, a much reviewed worry, but one that still came back unannounced.]
It wouldn't do to be unable to tell whether or not I am honeymooning, eh? Oh, you can say it that way! I don't mind.
[His own yin and yang. Yes, that's only too true. The question makes him shake his head immediately, though. He knows the answer. Always has.]
Never. I could give up fighting on the front lines. I would never be bothered again. But this power is a part of me, after all. I could no sooner give up my right arm. I am a healer; it might reattach.
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[Not that he could doubt anyone for disbelieving him. But silence is a necessary skill in war. A tool. Talking is a comfort.]
If they can speak as words can, I should consider it an honor to learn. You call it a language; I like that. Much more intrigue.
[He can only imagine what the full might of the sea in physical body might be capable of. It's a fun thing to laugh about, but less so when the reality is so very there.]
Apologizing! What for? If we two are to have such a bond, I shall not want another. Will you not take the place of that fated match? I'd think you must. No, you must indeed, if the power is that great. Fate itself is being reshaped by your words.
[As dramatic as it sounds, he believes it. Fate has been rewritten. It's ... a relief, in many ways. Easal has always been slow to care for and open up to partners. The bond he needed was never really there and had not been yet found. Worrying that some stranger would call out his soul and he would be stuck decades, waiting to feel or be close to them, was a real worry. Not, fortunately, a much reviewed worry, but one that still came back unannounced.]
It wouldn't do to be unable to tell whether or not I am honeymooning, eh? Oh, you can say it that way! I don't mind.
[His own yin and yang. Yes, that's only too true. The question makes him shake his head immediately, though. He knows the answer. Always has.]
Never. I could give up fighting on the front lines. I would never be bothered again. But this power is a part of me, after all. I could no sooner give up my right arm. I am a healer; it might reattach.