[Really, if he liked at Olivine's face, he'd not be so sure of his expectations. But for now, he'll make do with a hand on Basch's wrist, not quite where he wants it but as close as he dares. It's... to keep himself from falling behind, he tells himself.]
Right... lead the way.
[He wants so badly to comfort Basch. Wants to reach up and slide his fingers along those ears, rub the scalp at their base where the skin must be sensitive. Maybe... maybe when they've reached their destination. At that point, he can at least ask.
The forest wraps around them and the sound of civilisation dies down to a muted sense of quiet. Olivine's attention drifts between his companion and the surroundings, taking in all of it with quiet fascination.]
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Date: 2024-04-30 09:49 pm (UTC)Right... lead the way.
[He wants so badly to comfort Basch. Wants to reach up and slide his fingers along those ears, rub the scalp at their base where the skin must be sensitive. Maybe... maybe when they've reached their destination. At that point, he can at least ask.
The forest wraps around them and the sound of civilisation dies down to a muted sense of quiet. Olivine's attention drifts between his companion and the surroundings, taking in all of it with quiet fascination.]