VARUS
“You should. Should also let me know how it goes.” An amused fanged smile is sent her way until she’s asking about tentacles and a surprised bark of laughter leaves him at the thought. “Shit, I didn’t even think of a tentacle. Now I have too many options.” There’s a lightness to his tone, to the smile he shoots her way as they walk through the dark streets.
Her comment of Aamu has him nodding again, a bit of seriousness overtaking him as he hums. “We did, yeah. Aamu helped me Ascend and get used to all the changes. I was a soldier before I ascended, though, so I knew some of the basics. Aamu still managed to squirrel himself into being my mentor.” A crooked smile of nostalgia washes over him. “He tried to find me when I disappeared in King’s End, but we both must’ve shut down shortly after.” Aamu was likely still his best friend, and the thought of the both of them shutting down and reviving now was at least something that made it feel worth it.
His head turns to her immediately as she links her arm with his only one, his bright blue gaze dancing between their interlinked arms and her face, before returning to the path ahead. “Oh I have always enjoyed being alive. Just a bit tough to get used to nothing being the same. Suppose that’s life, though, hm? Shouldn’t truly be surprised. I’m three hundred and forty-one fucking years old, after all.” A hum of laughter finds its way through him, before his head drops to the side and he looks over at her. “I look pretty good for it though.” A fanged grin is shot her way again.
Her comment of Aamu has him nodding again, a bit of seriousness overtaking him as he hums. “We did, yeah. Aamu helped me Ascend and get used to all the changes. I was a soldier before I ascended, though, so I knew some of the basics. Aamu still managed to squirrel himself into being my mentor.” A crooked smile of nostalgia washes over him. “He tried to find me when I disappeared in King’s End, but we both must’ve shut down shortly after.” Aamu was likely still his best friend, and the thought of the both of them shutting down and reviving now was at least something that made it feel worth it.
His head turns to her immediately as she links her arm with his only one, his bright blue gaze dancing between their interlinked arms and her face, before returning to the path ahead. “Oh I have always enjoyed being alive. Just a bit tough to get used to nothing being the same. Suppose that’s life, though, hm? Shouldn’t truly be surprised. I’m three hundred and forty-one fucking years old, after all.” A hum of laughter finds its way through him, before his head drops to the side and he looks over at her. “I look pretty good for it though.” A fanged grin is shot her way again.
and i find sorrow in idle minds
and solace in being heard
and solace in being heard
