VARUS
Oh yes. It’s certainly a living room conversation. It’s already awkward enough as is, he thinks, but he swallows everything down – there is a hint of pride in how his clothes seem to drown the Prince. And if Varus is being honest with himself, he thinks he pulls off the sweater vibes far better than the Prince does.
Either way, they’re in the living room once they’d moved the drawers, and he’s quick to slip over toward the comfort of the couch, drawing an arm around Isla to tuck her in beside him, angled toward her as he scans her for any signs of injury. So far, though, it seems like she’s alright and her head is still rightly on her shoulders. “A portal at the Last Step?” He hums thoughtfully, working his jaw. “And dragons?” It comes out in an amused whisper, shaking his head before he lets his oceanic gaze focus on her. “So obviously it went well, given that you’re back home fine and you have the Prince? What all happened? How are Nate and Azrael?” He asks, wanting to ensure the rest of their Ascended family are doing alright from the adventure.
Either way, they’re in the living room once they’d moved the drawers, and he’s quick to slip over toward the comfort of the couch, drawing an arm around Isla to tuck her in beside him, angled toward her as he scans her for any signs of injury. So far, though, it seems like she’s alright and her head is still rightly on her shoulders. “A portal at the Last Step?” He hums thoughtfully, working his jaw. “And dragons?” It comes out in an amused whisper, shaking his head before he lets his oceanic gaze focus on her. “So obviously it went well, given that you’re back home fine and you have the Prince? What all happened? How are Nate and Azrael?” He asks, wanting to ensure the rest of their Ascended family are doing alright from the adventure.
and you ease my troubles with your hands, like the night puts a calm on the valley
