Maker and Andraste having a picnic in the Golden City--
Lesson learned: Never, ever joke around Everett unless you'd like your expectations startlingly fulfilled. If Myr could stand there blinking at the turn of circumstances, he surely would; he takes the rose when it's given to him, looking more than a little moonstruck.
Not as if he wouldn't do something this--extravagant, this abrupt, if he thought he could get away with it, but--wow.
He's going to have to step up his own game next time with the gestures. Here's that blush you love so much, Everett. "I, ah." ...Oh, the potion. He's got to get at the potion out--he only has two hands. "--you don't do things by halves, do you, dearheart?" he manages at last, leaning his staff against his shoulder so he can capture Everett's hand with his free one and just...hold on a moment.
It's been a long two weeks without his friend, the past two days especially trying. Reasonable he'd be a little blown over by the gesture. "You've captured romance itself; all I could ask more is a chance to sit in your lap a little while and remember you're solid."
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Lesson learned: Never, ever joke around Everett unless you'd like your expectations startlingly fulfilled. If Myr could stand there blinking at the turn of circumstances, he surely would; he takes the rose when it's given to him, looking more than a little moonstruck.
Not as if he wouldn't do something this--extravagant, this abrupt, if he thought he could get away with it, but--wow.
He's going to have to step up his own game next time with the gestures. Here's that blush you love so much, Everett. "I, ah." ...Oh, the potion. He's got to get at the potion out--he only has two hands. "--you don't do things by halves, do you, dearheart?" he manages at last, leaning his staff against his shoulder so he can capture Everett's hand with his free one and just...hold on a moment.
It's been a long two weeks without his friend, the past two days especially trying. Reasonable he'd be a little blown over by the gesture. "You've captured romance itself; all I could ask more is a chance to sit in your lap a little while and remember you're solid."