// Start a tiny riot //
The affection lands like a fresh breeze on a stifling day, and his answering laugh returns it in kind, "love you more." Like the wind, he doesn't doubt it, but hearing it once in a while is reassuring.
"Ah, so that's why you did it." He perhaps should have connected the dots, but truly just stabbing the Family for no good reason is something he could get behind. "You can still be here though, right? Since this blood wasn't part of a deal?" If the safety barrier is widening, he hopes that doesn't mean her world is shrinking, especially not with the bigger target she's wearing like a fashion piece.
Kaisel glances over at the ruffled dragon, offering her a wink of apology. He should probably get her some ice cream later, to make it up to her, maybe bribe her and get on her better side since Flora is always weaponizing her against him. Or at least find some frost-proof armor any time he comes over to visit.
His rigidity gradually fades beneath Flora's touch and explanations. "Jealous," he murmurs to the board games and candy, but it's not as light as before, wound tight at the idea of Jack and the reality that this is still a piece of him. "Good. It's definitely better if you aren't, right now." Glad as he is that she isn't, he can't help but wonder how useful the man is if he's impersonating a saw while she drinks alone.
His fingers press into her leg in response to her toes, and he leans against her more, guessing where she is by the warmth drifting off her and the sections of her he can feel against him. "Wherever you wanna go Flora, I'll follow," he says easily. Below deck they'd compete with Bassian's snores, and though she could relent her invisibility, they'd also be cornered if the Family did appear. Out here felt comfortable enough, and open, but there's no denying the way it feels like he's speaking to the ghost of a friend already claimed by the afterlife instead of one still taunting the edge of it.
"Ah, so that's why you did it." He perhaps should have connected the dots, but truly just stabbing the Family for no good reason is something he could get behind. "You can still be here though, right? Since this blood wasn't part of a deal?" If the safety barrier is widening, he hopes that doesn't mean her world is shrinking, especially not with the bigger target she's wearing like a fashion piece.
Kaisel glances over at the ruffled dragon, offering her a wink of apology. He should probably get her some ice cream later, to make it up to her, maybe bribe her and get on her better side since Flora is always weaponizing her against him. Or at least find some frost-proof armor any time he comes over to visit.
His rigidity gradually fades beneath Flora's touch and explanations. "Jealous," he murmurs to the board games and candy, but it's not as light as before, wound tight at the idea of Jack and the reality that this is still a piece of him. "Good. It's definitely better if you aren't, right now." Glad as he is that she isn't, he can't help but wonder how useful the man is if he's impersonating a saw while she drinks alone.
His fingers press into her leg in response to her toes, and he leans against her more, guessing where she is by the warmth drifting off her and the sections of her he can feel against him. "Wherever you wanna go Flora, I'll follow," he says easily. Below deck they'd compete with Bassian's snores, and though she could relent her invisibility, they'd also be cornered if the Family did appear. Out here felt comfortable enough, and open, but there's no denying the way it feels like he's speaking to the ghost of a friend already claimed by the afterlife instead of one still taunting the edge of it.
Kaisel
// Stop being so goddamn quiet //
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
