show me all of your affection
let it rain on me
"He's very kind, and wanting to repay it isn't bad. Just remember he's a grump and his boundaries might be different than yours," he says gently as a bit of parting advice, blue eyes warm to take any minor sting out of them. Harper will advocate for both Oliver and Loren if it means the two men achieve balance and cohesion.
"Are you part of his guild then?" Head curiously tilts as he wonders if Oliver had ever mentioned an interest in the arts the first time they met. The second had been a little too full of dancing for such revelations. Nonetheless he shrugs his shoulders at the mention of Jigano, not really wanting to ruin the occasion with talk of the man. "I wouldn't go to him for advice in the future. Better off with a book or a bumble than a biased mouth," he says with a soft chuckle. Though Harper is content to make his own mistakes if it means avoiding another ridiculous argument like the one he'd had with the Sage.
But there's no point in dwelling on it. His eyes soften sympathetically at Oliver's plight, even if he's not going to press for more details despite the gnawing of curiosity. "At least there are plenty of ways to communicate and receive affection and lust than full sex," he tries to comfort. Though Harper isn't a man with a high libido so maybe it's different, more impactful, for Oliver. He wouldn't want to diminish what happened to him. "Can you fix it somehow? Maybe apologizing?" If it didn't just end up getting him cursed again.
They both take the distraction of shifting for what it is, and Harper obliged the silent message for scratches with a laugh, doing so wherever the fox directs him. Longing once more to be Attuned himself after learning that it's painless. What would his soul reflect? A wolf, as Safrin had said? There are so many options and he wonders what his possible form might say about him.
"Are you part of his guild then?" Head curiously tilts as he wonders if Oliver had ever mentioned an interest in the arts the first time they met. The second had been a little too full of dancing for such revelations. Nonetheless he shrugs his shoulders at the mention of Jigano, not really wanting to ruin the occasion with talk of the man. "I wouldn't go to him for advice in the future. Better off with a book or a bumble than a biased mouth," he says with a soft chuckle. Though Harper is content to make his own mistakes if it means avoiding another ridiculous argument like the one he'd had with the Sage.
But there's no point in dwelling on it. His eyes soften sympathetically at Oliver's plight, even if he's not going to press for more details despite the gnawing of curiosity. "At least there are plenty of ways to communicate and receive affection and lust than full sex," he tries to comfort. Though Harper isn't a man with a high libido so maybe it's different, more impactful, for Oliver. He wouldn't want to diminish what happened to him. "Can you fix it somehow? Maybe apologizing?" If it didn't just end up getting him cursed again.
They both take the distraction of shifting for what it is, and Harper obliged the silent message for scratches with a laugh, doing so wherever the fox directs him. Longing once more to be Attuned himself after learning that it's painless. What would his soul reflect? A wolf, as Safrin had said? There are so many options and he wonders what his possible form might say about him.
and pull down all your mountains
drag your cities to the sea
HARPER
