OLIVER
This was the smallest portion? Well shit...Oliver couldn't even imagine what the rest of it looked like, probably extravagant and simply gorgeous. "Can you tell me about the portions? The military I can make guesses on...but what about the magical and religious parts?" Oliver didn't think that there would be such a large amount of the palace devoted to the gods. Did the people of Halo believe in different gods? Did they even have their own religion? Oliver wanted to know way more.
It came off as a faint surprise that Loren didn't miss cooking in the slightest. If Loren didn't miss it, then that must mean he didn't enjoy it...so why would he reject his offers for help? Why would Loren force himself to do something he didn't enjoy? Oliver would've gladly cooked instead, really. It didn't seem right that Loren would force himself to do that.... no wonder why he chose to leave. Did running the manor even bring him any joy? If he truly was happier here, then this truly was the best decision for him, even if it made Oliver lonely.
Another surprise was when Loren once again showed interest in what Oliver had to share. Before he could begin, though, the two stepped into an absolutely gorgeous kitchen. his eyes widened and a smile appeared on his face as he breathed in the delicious scents wafting in the air. It was fantastic and it only made him even more hungry. With his mood now elevated, he was able to talk with a new sense of confidence. "Well...I guess I'll give you a brief run down. Bastien is gonna be throwing a party...and there's gonna be sexy dancers there..." He hummed to himself, thinking off about what else to share. "There's....honestly not much else? Really... but boy has a lot happened to me with Torchline." Might as well indulge Loren in that juice drama.
Oliver's body was relaxed, really, showing that whatever he was going to say next wasn't all that big of a deal. "So.... I got into a fight...like an actual fight...dude really wanted to kill me, but it's fine! I haven't seen him since and hey, I'm still here!" Maybe he was a bit too relaxed about that part. "Also! I saw Remi! He's....he's changed a lot...but I mean, he is alive." Oliver's voice trailed off ever so slightly, a hint of worry in his voice, before he quickly tried to make it positive once more. "Torchline is just so beautiful, Loren...it really feels like one of the closest things I've ever found to home."
It came off as a faint surprise that Loren didn't miss cooking in the slightest. If Loren didn't miss it, then that must mean he didn't enjoy it...so why would he reject his offers for help? Why would Loren force himself to do something he didn't enjoy? Oliver would've gladly cooked instead, really. It didn't seem right that Loren would force himself to do that.... no wonder why he chose to leave. Did running the manor even bring him any joy? If he truly was happier here, then this truly was the best decision for him, even if it made Oliver lonely.
Another surprise was when Loren once again showed interest in what Oliver had to share. Before he could begin, though, the two stepped into an absolutely gorgeous kitchen. his eyes widened and a smile appeared on his face as he breathed in the delicious scents wafting in the air. It was fantastic and it only made him even more hungry. With his mood now elevated, he was able to talk with a new sense of confidence. "Well...I guess I'll give you a brief run down. Bastien is gonna be throwing a party...and there's gonna be sexy dancers there..." He hummed to himself, thinking off about what else to share. "There's....honestly not much else? Really... but boy has a lot happened to me with Torchline." Might as well indulge Loren in that juice drama.
Oliver's body was relaxed, really, showing that whatever he was going to say next wasn't all that big of a deal. "So.... I got into a fight...like an actual fight...dude really wanted to kill me, but it's fine! I haven't seen him since and hey, I'm still here!" Maybe he was a bit too relaxed about that part. "Also! I saw Remi! He's....he's changed a lot...but I mean, he is alive." Oliver's voice trailed off ever so slightly, a hint of worry in his voice, before he quickly tried to make it positive once more. "Torchline is just so beautiful, Loren...it really feels like one of the closest things I've ever found to home."
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
