The icing on your cake, the cherry on the top
His smile hangs wide and adoring as he looks at her, soaking in her company like leaves to sunlight. He doesn't remind her that he's already heard about Sunjata and Hotaru from her, he'd listen to her retell all her stories. Besides, managing to help the forging of a love connection is no small feat and deserves all the recognition it can get. The Dantalion and Astaroth tale is the newest for his understanding, and her talents are all proved further by it happening more than once. "I didn't think Frey cared so much about finding love as making it," he muses with a troublesome grin. "I rather think it's just you making sense and taking action. Certainly worked on me." He'd been content to keep her sectioned off to his dreams otherwise.
As the lighthearted moment shifts, not fading so much as changing, receding only to deepen, he's not entirely prepared for the question she offers him. He can trace the moment it begins to happen on her face, the way thoughts crinkle certain corners of her features, the uncommon worrying of her lip, the small grip in her fingers as they hold him firmer like something might go adrift otherwise. He can't predict what they mean though, not entirely. It's a sure sign that he should listen, at least, because it's not often that Flora has to drag and ready something to say to him.
He blinks, a clear oh. The streak of color that emerges and the readiness of her expression as she sets it upon him speak enough to the weight of the words and what it costs her to offer them. To lay herself bare, essentially, nothing more than an open book he could peruse at his leisure. He instead sits up off his hand, clapping it over the one she's got on his leg so he can hold her in return completely. "I want to know everything there is about you, Flora," he insists with a quiet sort of intensity, a heat that doesn't mean to burn bright and fast but bank low and long to last. "I don't need it all listed off though, or a body count. Your past is important, it happened and it made you and sometimes it lingers. But, it's our future that matters most." She could also please keep everything about Koa to herself, as there's some horrors a man cannot escape from once they've been revealed to him.
"What I would like to know, is what it is you mean to drink, so we can flag down a waitress."
As the lighthearted moment shifts, not fading so much as changing, receding only to deepen, he's not entirely prepared for the question she offers him. He can trace the moment it begins to happen on her face, the way thoughts crinkle certain corners of her features, the uncommon worrying of her lip, the small grip in her fingers as they hold him firmer like something might go adrift otherwise. He can't predict what they mean though, not entirely. It's a sure sign that he should listen, at least, because it's not often that Flora has to drag and ready something to say to him.
He blinks, a clear oh. The streak of color that emerges and the readiness of her expression as she sets it upon him speak enough to the weight of the words and what it costs her to offer them. To lay herself bare, essentially, nothing more than an open book he could peruse at his leisure. He instead sits up off his hand, clapping it over the one she's got on his leg so he can hold her in return completely. "I want to know everything there is about you, Flora," he insists with a quiet sort of intensity, a heat that doesn't mean to burn bright and fast but bank low and long to last. "I don't need it all listed off though, or a body count. Your past is important, it happened and it made you and sometimes it lingers. But, it's our future that matters most." She could also please keep everything about Koa to herself, as there's some horrors a man cannot escape from once they've been revealed to him.
"What I would like to know, is what it is you mean to drink, so we can flag down a waitress."
Kaisel
The perfect mix of Saturday night and the rest of your life
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
