[she's been sitting, listening in rapt attention, so when he reaches the climax of the story, so to speak, her mouth opens a little into a teeny-tiny 'o'.
it's rare that she just expresses her surprise outright, but it's all just clicking into place in such a very satisfying, full-circle way, that it just bubbles out.
the connection with veth, the name, the coming together of the unusual group... her emotions warm as the story progress, and she nods, matching his fondness with her own.]
That's what Mollymauk meant when he said it was just a joke.
She's... [how to explain Rhea in a nutshell? something emotional tangles in her chest at the concept, and she purses her lips at her own inability to hide her complicated feelings on the matter.
. . . For good measure, once he comes out of his meditation and sees she's asleep, he'll do a couple other of the awkward stretches, kind of relieved she isn't awake to see it. Surely this will count, right?]
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it's rare that she just expresses her surprise outright, but it's all just clicking into place in such a very satisfying, full-circle way, that it just bubbles out.
the connection with veth, the name, the coming together of the unusual group... her emotions warm as the story progress, and she nods, matching his fondness with her own.]
That's what Mollymauk meant when he said it was just a joke.
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[His feelings are warm, too. It was a nice story, it felt nice to tell it.]
. . . Your wish?
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To save Rhea.
And to see Dimitri victorious.
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well, base facts first.]
She's the archbishop of the Church of Seiros.
She was... taken prisoner.
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[That seems fairly straightforward to him. Little does he know.]
. . . I hope you get there, then.
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Me, too.
[...]
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. . . Would you indulge me in something a bit silly? I thought, um. Maybe we could meditate together.
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[...
she nods. because honestly, that sounds great—especially considering how she's feeling at the moment.]
By the artificial river?
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There are other techniques I'm aware of, but this one is called yoga. And I need a partner for it.
[Listen.]
Would you join me?
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To do it with you?
Do we sit side by side?
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[He. . . read a little bit about this in the library, so he knows how it works.]
But to start, I think we can just lie down and meditate.
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On our backs?
[huh.]
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That is how it is done in this practice. Though I suppose you could sit with your legs crossed as well?
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she lies down adjacent to him, with the tops of their heads nearly touching.]
Close my eyes and think of nothing, right?
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[His voice goes a little soft as he starts to try to do that for himself, the churn of his emotions starting to go a little more calm.]
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...
...
zzz]
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. . . For good measure, once he comes out of his meditation and sees she's asleep, he'll do a couple other of the awkward stretches, kind of relieved she isn't awake to see it. Surely this will count, right?]
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the motion of shadows will catch her, and she blinks awake again. oh.]
...I fell asleep.