[It's kind of disgustingly easy, really. The reality of how they all think of Olivine is so specific that the idea of him being intimate is a practical impossibility, and that will become clear in the morning. At least it's convenient, rather than heavy. Similarly, the innkeeper doesn't seem at all bothered by Basch; he's offered a similar smile even.
He relaxes properly when Basch confirms they can just turn down the sheets, realising only then that he was even a little concerned still. His smile feels shy and large as he turns the key, door creaking open to a cosy, lightly furnished room.]
Right. It'll be perfect.
[The beds aren't terribly large, but they're big enough for two, covered in comfortable blankets and sheets. This place may not be the most fancy, but it seems they strive for comfort at least.
Anyway, once the door is closed and locked, Olivine leads the way over to the table to put everything down, excitement starting to swell in his chest. It's... real, now. Basch really came back and he still feels the same. He still wants to hold him. The priest could cry at literally any of these bits of information.]
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Date: 2024-06-08 08:34 pm (UTC)He relaxes properly when Basch confirms they can just turn down the sheets, realising only then that he was even a little concerned still. His smile feels shy and large as he turns the key, door creaking open to a cosy, lightly furnished room.]
Right. It'll be perfect.
[The beds aren't terribly large, but they're big enough for two, covered in comfortable blankets and sheets. This place may not be the most fancy, but it seems they strive for comfort at least.
Anyway, once the door is closed and locked, Olivine leads the way over to the table to put everything down, excitement starting to swell in his chest. It's... real, now. Basch really came back and he still feels the same. He still wants to hold him. The priest could cry at literally any of these bits of information.]