"If you insist," Azwel chuckles. "I can't exactly say no to that."
Well. He could. But that'd be stupid.
They make their way to the room, which is rather nice, all considered. As soon as they're inside, though, he closes the door and then heads right to the bed. He sits on it, the look on his face almost challenging Carden to ask why he picked that out of any of the other furniture.
He reaches down and unfastens his equally elabourate footwear with slight metallic jangling sounds, kicking the sandals off.
"I won't say I don't need it," he says quietly, now. He pulls the circlet from his hair and thick purple waves fall down around his face, making him look that much more like the Azwel Carden knows. Whether more memories have returned or not is difficult to tell just by looking, but there's a flash of that same vulnerability he'd had that day after Carden had brought him home from the People Zoo.
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Date: 2020-06-16 11:12 pm (UTC)Well. He could. But that'd be stupid.
They make their way to the room, which is rather nice, all considered. As soon as they're inside, though, he closes the door and then heads right to the bed. He sits on it, the look on his face almost challenging Carden to ask why he picked that out of any of the other furniture.
He reaches down and unfastens his equally elabourate footwear with slight metallic jangling sounds, kicking the sandals off.
"I won't say I don't need it," he says quietly, now. He pulls the circlet from his hair and thick purple waves fall down around his face, making him look that much more like the Azwel Carden knows. Whether more memories have returned or not is difficult to tell just by looking, but there's a flash of that same vulnerability he'd had that day after Carden had brought him home from the People Zoo.