Amalia. Seiji nods, laughing along quietly as she mimics his gesture. Though she may feel clumsy, he appreciates the gesture. And though his laughter is kindly, he sees her features close just slightly, and lets it die in his throat. Is she offended? Or is it something else? He sensed anxiety in her before. Maybe she worries about something else?
“I am staying with a friend,” Seiji says with a nod. “Though I plan to spend Longnight at Rathskeller. It should be safer there.” He hopes. Everything beyond this moment is an unknown, a question shrouded in darkness. Waiting. Just waiting for him to come upon it.
Because she still seems the slightest uneasy, he decides to ask. “Are you cold? We have been out here a long time. I can walk with you to the settlement, if you like.” He pauses a moment, then a brief smile flashes across his features, an attempt to quiet any worry she might have about inconveniencing him. “I am a little cold. I’m still not used to this weather.”
“I am staying with a friend,” Seiji says with a nod. “Though I plan to spend Longnight at Rathskeller. It should be safer there.” He hopes. Everything beyond this moment is an unknown, a question shrouded in darkness. Waiting. Just waiting for him to come upon it.
Because she still seems the slightest uneasy, he decides to ask. “Are you cold? We have been out here a long time. I can walk with you to the settlement, if you like.” He pauses a moment, then a brief smile flashes across his features, an attempt to quiet any worry she might have about inconveniencing him. “I am a little cold. I’m still not used to this weather.”
