[Olivine is more used to danger than Basch thinks, perhaps. more than just the frustration of trying to get through a day with devouts constantly clamoring for attention, even.
as Basch makes his limitations, Olivine is quiet, considering. not that they're hard to agree to—not that he's worried in the least. but it's what the older man deserves.]
... Alright. If something should happen and I may get hurt by staying, I'll leave. I don't intend to make you worry about me. I won't let you hurt me while you're not yourself.
[his soft smile returns, fingers squeezing the other's rougher hand, stroking gently over the back of it. he can do this. this... it's good, right? they won't like it, but they never do anyway.]
In that case, we have what we need, if you want to go.
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as Basch makes his limitations, Olivine is quiet, considering. not that they're hard to agree to—not that he's worried in the least. but it's what the older man deserves.]
... Alright. If something should happen and I may get hurt by staying, I'll leave. I don't intend to make you worry about me. I won't let you hurt me while you're not yourself.
[his soft smile returns, fingers squeezing the other's rougher hand, stroking gently over the back of it. he can do this. this... it's good, right? they won't like it, but they never do anyway.]
In that case, we have what we need, if you want to go.