[Onni blinks, tilting his head, trying to imagine it.]
You can get taller?
[Honestly, besides that fat Dane, Reynir is the tallest person Onni has ever met, and his long braid and how lanky he is only make him look even more tall. And long. Like a few tree branches in a sweater, but more...not graceful, but fluid. Like some very young long-legged deer, perhaps. The comparison is just going to be more intense once he starts getting those legs and hooves and all, Onni imagines.
It's a little difficult to imagine.]
Well. We'll figure that out when it happens, too.
[Then Reynir is looking at him with that strange expression, smiling, with warm eyes. Onni can't remember the last time someone looked at him like that...the memories of when Tuuri had are fading too quickly, and for just a moment he feels a little spike of panic, like he's going to forget her face or her smile or the easy way she said she loved him. For a second, the fear shows in his eyes, and he glances away from Reynir to try to hide it, as pointless as that probably is.
Taking a deep breath to ease the tension of what he's feeling, he calms himself and puts on a serious expression again before looking back at Reynir.]
Yes. Well, then, I won't start being weird about it, if you'll try not to act like you need to hide this kind of thing from me. You don't have to, because it doesn't bother me. Understand?
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[Onni blinks, tilting his head, trying to imagine it.]
You can get taller?
[Honestly, besides that fat Dane, Reynir is the tallest person Onni has ever met, and his long braid and how lanky he is only make him look even more tall. And long. Like a few tree branches in a sweater, but more...not graceful, but fluid. Like some very young long-legged deer, perhaps. The comparison is just going to be more intense once he starts getting those legs and hooves and all, Onni imagines.
It's a little difficult to imagine.]
Well. We'll figure that out when it happens, too.
[Then Reynir is looking at him with that strange expression, smiling, with warm eyes. Onni can't remember the last time someone looked at him like that...the memories of when Tuuri had are fading too quickly, and for just a moment he feels a little spike of panic, like he's going to forget her face or her smile or the easy way she said she loved him. For a second, the fear shows in his eyes, and he glances away from Reynir to try to hide it, as pointless as that probably is.
Taking a deep breath to ease the tension of what he's feeling, he calms himself and puts on a serious expression again before looking back at Reynir.]
Yes. Well, then, I won't start being weird about it, if you'll try not to act like you need to hide this kind of thing from me. You don't have to, because it doesn't bother me. Understand?