// the only heaven i'll be sent to —
It was very much the worst of his concerns, until Zavien had brought up the much more realistic worse reality he has to face – and already he’s dreading the upcoming season change. But for now, with a nice drink and good company, he can pretend its multitudes of time away from where they sit in the span of Caido’s shifting seasons, pretending to be wholly and completely blissfully unaware.
Instead, he focuses on the potential of the room and what it could be and what kind of dreams he might make up for himself that are absolutely unattainable, he’s kept it on a short leash of not simply making it a focus. He’s always been a dreamer, anyway, but he tries to make sure he’s content with where he is, too.
So when Zavien says he’ll let him have control, Thorn huffs a soft laugh against the rim of his cocktail glass, nodding and moving the glass immediately to raise in a toast. “To good memories, best friends, and many adventures t'come.” And he pauses to give Zavien a conspirator’s look. “And t’avoiding rogue gourds.” He says it in a huff of laughter that bubbles out of him, clinking his glass against the Dragoon’s before he takes a sip to finish the toast, settling back into his seat to let the conversation drift about until the worker that had tried desperately to corner Zavien vanishes at some point and the Abandoned can help the dragoon slip out unnoticed.
- FIN
Instead, he focuses on the potential of the room and what it could be and what kind of dreams he might make up for himself that are absolutely unattainable, he’s kept it on a short leash of not simply making it a focus. He’s always been a dreamer, anyway, but he tries to make sure he’s content with where he is, too.
So when Zavien says he’ll let him have control, Thorn huffs a soft laugh against the rim of his cocktail glass, nodding and moving the glass immediately to raise in a toast. “To good memories, best friends, and many adventures t'come.” And he pauses to give Zavien a conspirator’s look. “And t’avoiding rogue gourds.” He says it in a huff of laughter that bubbles out of him, clinking his glass against the Dragoon’s before he takes a sip to finish the toast, settling back into his seat to let the conversation drift about until the worker that had tried desperately to corner Zavien vanishes at some point and the Abandoned can help the dragoon slip out unnoticed.
- FIN
thorn
— is when i'm alone with you //
