LOREN
It would definitely be strange, unlike anything even the summoner had experienced. Having a part ripped out didn’t just sound weird, though, it sounded horrifying, violating. Hopefully none of them would have to experience something like that. Thankfully, the conversation moved on to much lighter topics soon enough. ”I mean, no one ever accused me of being fun.” His voice came out in a wry drawl, since it was very much true: stubborn, kind, cruel, unthinking, loyal, hard-working, any number of adjectives, but not fun. Never fun. That had always been Neron’s calling more than the summoner’s. ”Still, it can be exciting avoiding punishment when I inevitably get into trouble.” Indeed, it seemed that for all his many, many mistakes, few actually held anything against him.
The smile was a welcome distraction; unfolding his body, he shifted into a cross-legged position and nudged Rexanna’s shoulder gratefully. Then it was his turn to grin momentarily as she revealed what had happened after the wedding. ”Really? That’s quite the wedding present. And here I was excited about my phoenix.” He let out a huff of laughter before his voice gained a bit of a curious tone to it. ”Though if she can turn that on and off on a whim, why does she get rid of your senses most of the time? Why not get rid of them when pain would be a distraction and give them back when you'd like to touch or taste something?” Maybe asking questions like that was a bad idea, but he was genuinely curious and not trying to be rude, offensive, or intrusive.
Pausing for a moment, he turned his head so he could look at the blue-eyed woman more closely. ”What’s it like? Being married, I mean.” Unable to prevent the wistful tone from creeping into his voice, he glanced down, fingers playing with a stray thread on his pants.
The smile was a welcome distraction; unfolding his body, he shifted into a cross-legged position and nudged Rexanna’s shoulder gratefully. Then it was his turn to grin momentarily as she revealed what had happened after the wedding. ”Really? That’s quite the wedding present. And here I was excited about my phoenix.” He let out a huff of laughter before his voice gained a bit of a curious tone to it. ”Though if she can turn that on and off on a whim, why does she get rid of your senses most of the time? Why not get rid of them when pain would be a distraction and give them back when you'd like to touch or taste something?” Maybe asking questions like that was a bad idea, but he was genuinely curious and not trying to be rude, offensive, or intrusive.
Pausing for a moment, he turned his head so he could look at the blue-eyed woman more closely. ”What’s it like? Being married, I mean.” Unable to prevent the wistful tone from creeping into his voice, he glanced down, fingers playing with a stray thread on his pants.
REXANNA
