orangebrained | [Seasons IC Inbox][un: e'kayan]

Oh, yeah, I'm probably from one of those...

[There's a few of them, he knows. Less than there were but still enough to feel strange when he thinks about it sometimes.]

I don't remember seeing many others in Ishgard either, but the cold might have something to do with that. [He grins a little and shrugs.]

Wasn't so much the culture for me as just... always feeling welcome there, yanno?

Honestly, even if you are from one of those multiple universes…I think it is fine. Who are any of us to say that our own timelines are the right timeline anyways?

[ Though, it is interesting to think about. Once she gives herself time to think. She hasn’t had a lot of time to do just THAT.]

I am glad, though, that you found a home in Ishgard. Mine own relationship with it was complicated for a while. But home is home.

I grew up sort of orphaned, so... home's a weird thing for me.

[Shrug. He's not touchy about it, but when you don't have family around you the concept of a home really does hit differently. The people he grew up with on the docks were the first family that he really had but they never had a 'home'... and he wouldn't exactly say his room in the Arcanists Guild was home either.

Ishgard had been the first time he had felt like he had a place to come back to that would always be there.]

I'm from Limsa Lominsa originally. Uhm. Grew up there, anyway.

[ She doesn't understand it the way that E'kayan or even her husband, X'chai, would. She knows that while her relationship with her family is strained at best, she was never so unlucky as to not grow up with her family around.

So she feels for him.

Ishgard was not always such a kind place, but there are people there that make it infinitely kinder. ]

Is that right? Then you found a comfort in Ishgard, aye? I always say that it is the people that make the home you know.

Mm, something like that.

[Comfort, a place to belong... Ishgard had been the first place he'd felt like more of a person than a weapon to be wielded and he can never really thank Aymeric and everyone there enough for giving him that small spot of peace to ground himself in, in the middle of everything else he was going through when he first arrived there.

It's not something he thinks about too much. That period of his life is mostly a blur.]

And I guess I feel kinda responsible for the place, in a weird way... [He shakes his head.] Though the Lord Commander hardly needs my help. He's handling everything fine, which is great, because I've no head for politics.

You are a good person, you know that? Not just because you are the warrior of light. I think you are a good person in general. The way you speak of Ishgard, and those around you is heartwarming.

[ She smiles at him and then blushes a little.]

Sorry, I’ve kept you haven’t I?

Oh, huh...

[When it comes to personal compliments like that, E'kayan always finds himself flustering. He rubs the back of his neck and awkwardly grins, his ears flicking in barely disguised pleasure at the spoken approval.]

Uhm-- no, no, not at all. I only came out here to see you anyway.

[And only, really, because she insisted even if he really didn't understand why.]

[ Because to a fault, Joie is kind. She did feel bad about the misfire. She was also curious to meet this mystery Warrior of Light as well. Even if she believes most of them are good in nature.

She notices his fluster, just chuckling behind her hand. ]

I would ask, at least, that you are not a stranger once we part. I have quite enjoyed meeting you.

[He smiles up at her, warm and genuine, his tail swishing from side to side as he does. It has, as a general rule, always been easy for him to make friends but there's somethihng about making this kind of instant connection with someone that always warms him.]

Likewise! I mean, not just for the bread either.

[His ears wiggle slightly.]

And we've met now, so we can't be strangers, right?

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