[oh, that's nice... his head tilts into the attention, the tentacle rubbing itself against thancred's hand a bit as he strokes down it, then curling around his fingers.]
...I didn't think this was something I would have again. Didn't consider it-- didn't really want to.
[mostly, he can concede, out of the fear of what would happen if he did.]
[Is he ever going to be over the way Rynlan's tentacles seem to have a mind of their own — and that the mind in question tends to be curious, gentle, even playful? Signs point to no.]
You don't have to consider it. You don't have to do anything but just what you are right now.
[He pulls him a little closer, like he's reminding him of the presence of his arm wrapped snug around him.]
Following my voice. Lying in my arms. Staying with me, right in the here and now.
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...I didn't think this was something I would have again. Didn't consider it-- didn't really want to.
[mostly, he can concede, out of the fear of what would happen if he did.]
no subject
You don't have to consider it. You don't have to do anything but just what you are right now.
[He pulls him a little closer, like he's reminding him of the presence of his arm wrapped snug around him.]
Following my voice. Lying in my arms. Staying with me, right in the here and now.