He could hardly be insulted by his own words, but he pulled up a comically wounded expression for how quickly Rexanna agreed with him, turning the full force of his puppy dog fox pup eyes on her for a moment. Her firework distracted him, though, and his grin returned as they turned to more festive conversation, and talk of companions.
He had never met a Kianzo on Caido, so he stayed silent on further questions about the lost twin, not wishing to cause Rex further pain. "Have more memories of that life come back?" he asked softly instead. "When we've spoken before it sounded more like a dream that you remembered bits and pieces of than a part of your past, as Halyven was." He could understand not being eager to bond to another if she had already lost one soulmate. He couldn't imagine losing Isuma, or how much pain it would leave behind on his soul if he did. It was what had made Safrin's punishment so cruel...
But there would be no wallowing, no. There was Fiat Lux to look forward to, with music and dancing and games, and he smiled and offered her a seated half-bow for her gratitude. "It will be my pleasure," he murmured, before her attention was torn from their conversation and he looked up sharply at the sudden silence. "Rex...?" he asked in confusion, rising to trail in her wake, though staying several feet back.
He watched her reach into the tree as if drawn there, and a frown pulled at his lips as he saw her remove some strange, inorganic object, though her hands concealed any details from him. "What is it?" he asked softly, a flicker of worry - and resignation - in his voice as he considered the source of most inorganic objects in the Hollowed Grounds.
He had never met a Kianzo on Caido, so he stayed silent on further questions about the lost twin, not wishing to cause Rex further pain. "Have more memories of that life come back?" he asked softly instead. "When we've spoken before it sounded more like a dream that you remembered bits and pieces of than a part of your past, as Halyven was." He could understand not being eager to bond to another if she had already lost one soulmate. He couldn't imagine losing Isuma, or how much pain it would leave behind on his soul if he did. It was what had made Safrin's punishment so cruel...
But there would be no wallowing, no. There was Fiat Lux to look forward to, with music and dancing and games, and he smiled and offered her a seated half-bow for her gratitude. "It will be my pleasure," he murmured, before her attention was torn from their conversation and he looked up sharply at the sudden silence. "Rex...?" he asked in confusion, rising to trail in her wake, though staying several feet back.
He watched her reach into the tree as if drawn there, and a frown pulled at his lips as he saw her remove some strange, inorganic object, though her hands concealed any details from him. "What is it?" he asked softly, a flicker of worry - and resignation - in his voice as he considered the source of most inorganic objects in the Hollowed Grounds.
