Kaisel
Maybe things would have patched up sooner, smoother, if he hadn't immediately left this place, pretending like distance couldn't matter enough to stay him. Maybe if the city hadn't needed so much work, if Koa wasn't the type to pour all of himself into something, a bridge could have been built instead of space. Maybe if words didn't start a fight as easily as fists, if Kaisel wasn't the type to just say things and lead with tact, he could have offered understanding instead of anger and hurt. If they'd done any number of things differently, maybe they'd be better than this.
They hadn't though. Now they're stuck with this unfamiliar thing between them, the rough shape of it impossible to ignore, pressing in sharply whenever they get too near. Kaisel can feel the point of it now and wishes, not for the first time, that he'd approached Koa differently. Then, and now. He'd not change the root of it all, the Flora of it, so maybe no softer version could exist for Koa.
The offer of help is tossed out like a lifeline, and Kaisel's not too proud to grab hold of it. He glances up, brightening considerably, nearly radiant with the offer of ice cream. "That sounds like a great plan...aaaaaaaalthooooough. Might be more strategic to get the ice cream first, for energy reserve replenishment and all. A tactical order of action, really." Deciding that what they need is less learning the shape of what sits between them, and more blazing a new trail, even if the brush stings a bit at first and you're unsure of where you're going, Kaisel drops some sprinkles on the moment.
"ALSO! Did I tell you that I saw starwhales?! Even baby ones. And! I'm learning to sail, although Mel already had to save me once." His hands lead the conversation as much as his expressions, the only lingering one a lopsided smile. "I also went to get a quest from Dygra, because I promised my friend Charlie I would, she's their priestess and we did a patrol together with her as a dragon mount!" The freshest news of all sits on the back of his tongue, ready and willing to be handed over to someone like Koa, the intensity of it burning a hole through him. He and Flora still hadn't decided though, and the grasp of the hairtie on his wrist is suddenly more noticeable than ever before. He has no intention of letting Jack's weight win out, not against Flora's, or ever again. He swallows it down with a smile instead.
They hadn't though. Now they're stuck with this unfamiliar thing between them, the rough shape of it impossible to ignore, pressing in sharply whenever they get too near. Kaisel can feel the point of it now and wishes, not for the first time, that he'd approached Koa differently. Then, and now. He'd not change the root of it all, the Flora of it, so maybe no softer version could exist for Koa.
The offer of help is tossed out like a lifeline, and Kaisel's not too proud to grab hold of it. He glances up, brightening considerably, nearly radiant with the offer of ice cream. "That sounds like a great plan...aaaaaaaalthooooough. Might be more strategic to get the ice cream first, for energy reserve replenishment and all. A tactical order of action, really." Deciding that what they need is less learning the shape of what sits between them, and more blazing a new trail, even if the brush stings a bit at first and you're unsure of where you're going, Kaisel drops some sprinkles on the moment.
"ALSO! Did I tell you that I saw starwhales?! Even baby ones. And! I'm learning to sail, although Mel already had to save me once." His hands lead the conversation as much as his expressions, the only lingering one a lopsided smile. "I also went to get a quest from Dygra, because I promised my friend Charlie I would, she's their priestess and we did a patrol together with her as a dragon mount!" The freshest news of all sits on the back of his tongue, ready and willing to be handed over to someone like Koa, the intensity of it burning a hole through him. He and Flora still hadn't decided though, and the grasp of the hairtie on his wrist is suddenly more noticeable than ever before. He has no intention of letting Jack's weight win out, not against Flora's, or ever again. He swallows it down with a smile instead.
You was talkin' shit in the beginning
Back when I was feelin' more forgivin'
I know it piss you off to see me winnin'
Back when I was feelin' more forgivin'
I know it piss you off to see me winnin'
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
