I'd still know you, not being shown you, I only need the working of my hands
'Of course I don't mind." Ever replies immediately, once again trying and failing to take Isla's bag from her so that he might carry them both. With an affectionate huff, he slides his hand back into hers and gives it a little squeeze. What he thought about the Remedy's sudden decision to want to go on vacation, combined with the fact that when he'd shifted in her apartment to fetch his ball he'd clearly smelled the Bastion's scent, he kept to himself. On the outside he'd happily agreed, suggesting the House of Midnight so long as it wouldn't bring Isla any undue stress.
Smiling slyly over his shoulder and merely nodding vaguely about whether or not they'd use their room for its intended purpose or not, Everest hums thoughtfully under his breath before glancing over his shoulder. "So, if the rooms become whatever it is you desire them to be...do you think that works even if you can't mentally explain what that is?" Frowning, that had been a poor way of phrasing it, Ever laughs under his breath, and, shaking his head, tries again. "I mean, say I wanted our room to resemble being on the moon, even though neither of us knows what that would actually be like.
Do you think it could do it?"
Smiling slyly over his shoulder and merely nodding vaguely about whether or not they'd use their room for its intended purpose or not, Everest hums thoughtfully under his breath before glancing over his shoulder. "So, if the rooms become whatever it is you desire them to be...do you think that works even if you can't mentally explain what that is?" Frowning, that had been a poor way of phrasing it, Ever laughs under his breath, and, shaking his head, tries again. "I mean, say I wanted our room to resemble being on the moon, even though neither of us knows what that would actually be like.
Do you think it could do it?"
Everest
