[Well. That's. You don't spend your youth in Limsa Lominsa and not become intimately acquainted with people missing all sorts of limbs in all manner of configurations, so it doesn't take more than a moment before he realizes both the source of Ryn's tension and what it is he's seated himself upon.
Unintentionally rude of him, then, wasn't it. Look at him scramble to yeet himself back off again.]
[considering the lengths rynlan goes to in order to make sure of it, that's not surprising. but-- he does gesture to the space beside him, after thancred's moved. sit, you're not getting kicked out.
after a few moments, he adds-]
...I doubt by now that it'd be a risk with you, specifically, but I haven't wanted everyone to-- after Hunter was first, I don't want to seem like any more of a target than absolutely necessary.
...That's part of it, then. Your reluctance to the searches.
[His body language is altogether chastised at this point, quite the shift from his previous easy, languid movements. And yet he's not being reluctant either — just cautious. Like he's making certain of every boundary before tiptoeing near it.
The space next to Ryn will do fine enough; he settles in.]
No one will know. 'Tis a fact I'll forget the moment I leave this room.
Part of it, yes. It's- I effectively had to retire due to injury. Can't always tell, I've gotten good at that, but it's more extensive than just this.
[he's fairly sure if everyone knew his actual condition, he'd be up there on the list of easy targets, and it wouldn't be wrong, either. he doesn't have magic to defend with; he'd just have to be smart about it.]
Two or three others know out of necessity. I'd prefer to keep it that way.
[his eyes close for a moment, with that cheek smooch, ears flicking. it feels a bit less like playing around. a bit more like-- something he's heard before.
he knows how that ended, last time.]
If you start making promises like that and go and die on me, I will have to kill you for a third time myself, just to be clear.
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[Well. That's. You don't spend your youth in Limsa Lominsa and not become intimately acquainted with people missing all sorts of limbs in all manner of configurations, so it doesn't take more than a moment before he realizes both the source of Ryn's tension and what it is he's seated himself upon.
Unintentionally rude of him, then, wasn't it. Look at him scramble to yeet himself back off again.]
My apologies. I shouldn't have.
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[considering the lengths rynlan goes to in order to make sure of it, that's not surprising. but-- he does gesture to the space beside him, after thancred's moved. sit, you're not getting kicked out.
after a few moments, he adds-]
...I doubt by now that it'd be a risk with you, specifically, but I haven't wanted everyone to-- after Hunter was first, I don't want to seem like any more of a target than absolutely necessary.
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[His body language is altogether chastised at this point, quite the shift from his previous easy, languid movements. And yet he's not being reluctant either — just cautious. Like he's making certain of every boundary before tiptoeing near it.
The space next to Ryn will do fine enough; he settles in.]
No one will know. 'Tis a fact I'll forget the moment I leave this room.
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[he's fairly sure if everyone knew his actual condition, he'd be up there on the list of easy targets, and it wouldn't be wrong, either. he doesn't have magic to defend with; he'd just have to be smart about it.]
Two or three others know out of necessity. I'd prefer to keep it that way.
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[He slides his hand across the bedspread, only just far enough that one finger grazes lightly against the side of Ryn's.]
It's safe with me. I promise you.
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I'll hold you to that, you know.
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[thancred]
...Does this mean I owe you a second Loporrit?
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[he's laughing a little, though, shaking his head.]
Swear on your life anyway, I like the sound of it better.
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[But two things are different this time, when he leans over and in to invade Ryn's personal space for the whateverth time this night:
First, he doesn't hesitate or hold back. And second, the kiss lands on his cheek, like a promise in and of itself.]
You're safe with me. I swear on my life.
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he knows how that ended, last time.]
If you start making promises like that and go and die on me, I will have to kill you for a third time myself, just to be clear.