I've not even made a formal offer, and already you are inviting yourself...? Absolutely incorrigible.
[he huffs, leaning back into him as vax shifts. yes, they'll both be busy-- but really, he thinks that of all deities, surely the raven queen will allow a champion of hers to meet with the underworld's keeper.]
[ there's a little ripple, thinking about - well, thinking about a hundred years from now, about bringing vex and percy through shadowfell, and about thousands and thousands of years, bringing keyleth. she'd like emet, he thinks - he's similar to percival, and the two of them are as thick as thieves. the idea warms him in a way that's nearly visible, brings that tickle of a cough to his chest, but he doesn't let it come up and just soaks in the feeling, instead, smiling.
emet can lean back. he's steady, still. ]
Good. [ good. that feels good, to hear.
there's a beat, and he leans over like he's about to smooch him? and then pauses, thoughtful. ]
Maybe I'll kiss him then.
[ hehehe
he steals a kiss from emet before he gets the chance to protest. :3c ]
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[he huffs, leaning back into him as vax shifts. yes, they'll both be busy-- but really, he thinks that of all deities, surely the raven queen will allow a champion of hers to meet with the underworld's keeper.]
...we shall try to find a way, then.
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emet can lean back. he's steady, still. ]
Good. [ good. that feels good, to hear.
there's a beat, and he leans over like he's about to smooch him? and then pauses, thoughtful. ]
Maybe I'll kiss him then.
[ hehehe
he steals a kiss from emet before he gets the chance to protest. :3c ]