[Before he speeds up to head into the place he reaches out and grabs hold of Erenville's hand. He glances back over his shoulder with a bright smile and then tugs him along.
The food in the restaurant he picked is good, and he holds himself to the promise of paying for anything that Erenville has a mind to try. Once they've both had their fill (and E'kayan, honestly, ate a little bit too much) and they're heading home, the Miqo'te lets out a soft groan and stretches his arms up over his head.]
I really shouldn't have had dessert...
[He exhales a vaguely uncomfortable-sounding breath and scrunches his nose up.]
[And, of course, Erenville does not pick the expensive items on purpose. He does get a rather large and loaded hamburger, though. It was very tasty, as were the fries. It truly hit the spot much like the Last Stand did.
He chuckled at E'kayan's complaint and the look on his face.]
Because you assured me you had the room. Who was I to deny you?
[Not that Erenville didn't feel like he hadn't eaten his fill, either. He could certainly use a sit down, but the walk would do them some good. Well, perhaps not E'Kayan judging by how uncomfortable he looked.]
Do you need me to carry you home? You are light enough to carry.
[E'kayan doesn't say anything because Erenville is right and he couldn't have stopped him even if he'd tried to, but he's still going to make a face at him for the lack of trying.
And he does give some consideration to the offer before he shakes his head.]
Probably better not... Don't feel like the added pressure on my stomach would be a good idea.
[Not to mention the jostling, how ever gently the Viera tries to carry him along. But he can think of something that he would like, and so... he slips his hand into the other man's instead, rolling the pad of his thumb against the cushioned part of Erenville's hand as he does.]
Don't mind this, though.
[Like before, except... not quite like before, this time it makes the pit of his stomach flutter.]
[Erenville's ears go completely straight when he felt E'kayan slip his hand into his own. But the Viera did not try to stop him, even as he felt his cheeks warm again. His dark skin was usually good at hiding that, but that didn't mean there was no hint of it.
He gave the other man's hand a tentative squeeze and a nod of his head.]
...I don't mind it, either.
[There was a pleasure to holding hands, one that came from this place and one that did not. Erenville, while feeling the former, was definitely more attuned to the latter. It simply felt nice, especially after what happened earlier in the day.
His ears begin to relax back into their usual state.]
[Luckily for Erenville, E'kayan is concentrating enough on his own blushing that he doesn't think to look up to see if the Viera is battling against the same thing. He doesn't take his hand back, at least, and the confirmation of not minding the contact at all makes the Miqo'te smile to himself.
It's nice, and in more ways than those by which Ellipsa encourages physical contact. He might even say it's reassuring to have the other man so solidly there beside him after the sharp spike of worry and anxiety he had suffered on his account.
He looks up in time to see Erenville's ears still perked up straight, watching them relax out of the corner of his eye with a certain private amusement. The gleaner could be pretty cute sometimes... E'kayan isn't sure if he realises it.]
Thought maybe we could pick up a drink on the way home. Sound good?
There's always room for a drink! Like how there's always room for dessert.
[Don't you know people have two separate stomachs when it comes to eating, Erenville? There's always room. He doesn't have any idea of the other man's thoughts about the small size of his hand in comparison to his own, and he gives Erenville's fingers a squeeze.]
[A dark brow rises at that. Somehow, he doesn't E'Kayan and was certain he would hear the other man complain about being too full. But, who was he to really stop him? Instead, he sighed in amusement.]
Sure, I would not mind a drink. I assume you already have a place in mind?
Just to pick something up and take it home. I'm pretty tired.
[Being full up to your fuzzy ears with good food does do that to a guy, but he looks like he perks up enormously when Erenville agrees with him. He grins up at the Viera again, tightening his grip on the other's hand to tug him along to the nearest store where they'd be able to pick up a drink.
E'kayan is just lucky that he looks his age in spite of his small size and they manage to get a bottle of decent wine with no problems, and the Miqo'te happily chatters away for the entire walk back to their shared apartment. When they get back he kicks off his shoes, scoots them against the wall with his foot, and sets the wine on the table in the living room on his way through.]
[Erenville couldn't help the soft laugh as he was led to the establishment with the drink. A bottle of wine, it seemed. That would definitely be a little easier on a full stomach than ale or beer. A good choice.
As E'kayan went to go change, Erenville went about getting the wine glasses from the cupboard in the kitchen along with a bottle opener. He had the wine poured and set aside by the time the Miqo'te returned.]
[E'kayan does not always make bad choices! Hardly ever, in fact..! Except when it comes to good food, where he really doesn't know when to stop.]
Thank Shamani Lohmani. He taught me how to pick a good one.
[If nothing else, the Lalafell knows wine... and teaching E'kayan how to select a good vintage from a variety of options was the least he felt he could do after the Miqo'te's efforts in restoring the Bacchus wine industry.
He settles himself next to Erenville and nudges his knee against the Viera's leg.]
[Wine-making was never going to be his forté but he had been glad to get a couple of tips to impress the other Scions with when it came to choosing a wine to share together.]
But I meant the meal. [And the... time spent, he supposes. After the semi-drama of earlier in the day he had felt he owed it to the man to let them both have a good time.]
We never just got to hang out in Sharlayan, did we?
[He shook his head with a rueful smile, taking another sip as he leaned forward to rest his elbow on his knee.]
We were a little busy.
[An understatement of the century.]
And then, I suppose, things went back to normal. I with my duties and you with yours.
[Did adventurers have duties? Erenville wasn't sure, but he had heard about the "disbandment" of the Scions. Not that he believed it. But he did know that they had been quiet for some time, with E'kayan being a simple adventurer for awhile. He deserved the quiet, so Erenville had not wanted to be a bother.]
[With Ereville leaning forwards and E'kayan settled back against the couch cushions he finds himself in a prime position to quietly observe the other man. He glances up Ereville's back, lingers briefly on the back of his head, then lifts his eyes slowly up along the length of his long ears.
Funny, how he could find such comfort in someone who was almost a stranger. Though, maybe not so much now. Living with someone could do that.]
Normal. Heh. Something like that.
[Because of course he was right. The Scions had been disbanded officially, but they had continued to act in the shadows... as they used to.]
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Date: 2023-05-27 09:48 pm (UTC)[Before he speeds up to head into the place he reaches out and grabs hold of Erenville's hand. He glances back over his shoulder with a bright smile and then tugs him along.
The food in the restaurant he picked is good, and he holds himself to the promise of paying for anything that Erenville has a mind to try. Once they've both had their fill (and E'kayan, honestly, ate a little bit too much) and they're heading home, the Miqo'te lets out a soft groan and stretches his arms up over his head.]
I really shouldn't have had dessert...
[He exhales a vaguely uncomfortable-sounding breath and scrunches his nose up.]
Why didn't you stop me?
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Date: 2023-05-29 07:58 pm (UTC)He chuckled at E'kayan's complaint and the look on his face.]
Because you assured me you had the room. Who was I to deny you?
[Not that Erenville didn't feel like he hadn't eaten his fill, either. He could certainly use a sit down, but the walk would do them some good. Well, perhaps not E'Kayan judging by how uncomfortable he looked.]
Do you need me to carry you home? You are light enough to carry.
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Date: 2023-06-01 07:53 pm (UTC)And he does give some consideration to the offer before he shakes his head.]
Probably better not... Don't feel like the added pressure on my stomach would be a good idea.
[Not to mention the jostling, how ever gently the Viera tries to carry him along. But he can think of something that he would like, and so... he slips his hand into the other man's instead, rolling the pad of his thumb against the cushioned part of Erenville's hand as he does.]
Don't mind this, though.
[Like before, except... not quite like before, this time it makes the pit of his stomach flutter.]
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Date: 2023-06-03 06:50 pm (UTC)He gave the other man's hand a tentative squeeze and a nod of his head.]
...I don't mind it, either.
[There was a pleasure to holding hands, one that came from this place and one that did not. Erenville, while feeling the former, was definitely more attuned to the latter. It simply felt nice, especially after what happened earlier in the day.
His ears begin to relax back into their usual state.]
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Date: 2023-06-05 04:50 pm (UTC)It's nice, and in more ways than those by which Ellipsa encourages physical contact. He might even say it's reassuring to have the other man so solidly there beside him after the sharp spike of worry and anxiety he had suffered on his account.
He looks up in time to see Erenville's ears still perked up straight, watching them relax out of the corner of his eye with a certain private amusement. The gleaner could be pretty cute sometimes... E'kayan isn't sure if he realises it.]
Thought maybe we could pick up a drink on the way home. Sound good?
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Date: 2023-06-11 02:44 pm (UTC)...do you even have room for a drink?
[He couldn't help but give the Miqo'te a disbelieving look. He had just been complaining of being too full!]
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Date: 2023-06-16 01:18 pm (UTC)There's always room for a drink! Like how there's always room for dessert.
[Don't you know people have two separate stomachs when it comes to eating, Erenville? There's always room. He doesn't have any idea of the other man's thoughts about the small size of his hand in comparison to his own, and he gives Erenville's fingers a squeeze.]
Soooo do you want one or not?
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Date: 2023-06-17 10:51 pm (UTC)Sure, I would not mind a drink. I assume you already have a place in mind?
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Date: 2023-06-21 08:53 pm (UTC)[Being full up to your fuzzy ears with good food does do that to a guy, but he looks like he perks up enormously when Erenville agrees with him. He grins up at the Viera again, tightening his grip on the other's hand to tug him along to the nearest store where they'd be able to pick up a drink.
E'kayan is just lucky that he looks his age in spite of his small size and they manage to get a bottle of decent wine with no problems, and the Miqo'te happily chatters away for the entire walk back to their shared apartment. When they get back he kicks off his shoes, scoots them against the wall with his foot, and sets the wine on the table in the living room on his way through.]
I'm gonna get changed, I'll be back in a minute.
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Date: 2023-07-03 04:48 pm (UTC)As E'kayan went to go change, Erenville went about getting the wine glasses from the cupboard in the kitchen along with a bottle opener. He had the wine poured and set aside by the time the Miqo'te returned.]
'Tis a good vintage you chose. Smells good.
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Date: 2023-07-08 12:29 pm (UTC)Thank Shamani Lohmani. He taught me how to pick a good one.
[If nothing else, the Lalafell knows wine... and teaching E'kayan how to select a good vintage from a variety of options was the least he felt he could do after the Miqo'te's efforts in restoring the Bacchus wine industry.
He settles himself next to Erenville and nudges his knee against the Viera's leg.]
Good night, right?
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Date: 2023-07-09 10:58 pm (UTC)[He had spoken to the winery folk there from time to time, but unless there was anything he needed to procure, he did not stay long.
He took a moment to sip and savor the wine. He nodded at the nudging ]
Very good. You certainly learned a thing or two.
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Date: 2023-07-13 06:32 pm (UTC)[Wine-making was never going to be his forté but he had been glad to get a couple of tips to impress the other Scions with when it came to choosing a wine to share together.]
But I meant the meal. [And the... time spent, he supposes. After the semi-drama of earlier in the day he had felt he owed it to the man to let them both have a good time.]
We never just got to hang out in Sharlayan, did we?
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Date: 2023-07-16 03:29 pm (UTC)We were a little busy.
[An understatement of the century.]
And then, I suppose, things went back to normal. I with my duties and you with yours.
[Did adventurers have duties? Erenville wasn't sure, but he had heard about the "disbandment" of the Scions. Not that he believed it. But he did know that they had been quiet for some time, with E'kayan being a simple adventurer for awhile. He deserved the quiet, so Erenville had not wanted to be a bother.]
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Date: 2023-07-21 07:17 pm (UTC)Funny, how he could find such comfort in someone who was almost a stranger. Though, maybe not so much now. Living with someone could do that.]
Normal. Heh. Something like that.
[Because of course he was right. The Scions had been disbanded officially, but they had continued to act in the shadows... as they used to.]
It's been a weird day though, huh.
[Good night... but a weird day.]