[His smile widens a fraction at the familiar notes, few as they are -- the melody flows on regardless, fleeting but an almost tangible connection painting their quiet little exchange like the rainbow tunnel they managed to dash through what seems to be eons ago now and the colors of the sky that they absentmindedly watched flow by together.
(He's never been good at not being sentimental, but somehow flying and sleep deprivation together really bring out the worst of it; but at the least it hasn't brought out his own fickle temper, because then they'd really be in a pickle and a half.)
Quite unfortunately or fortunately for Saphir Subete's a bit too distracted to properly pay attention to the vague murderous intent now decorating the table -- it's almost impressive how well they can talk past each other when they put their minds to it, despite who they are; or maybe it's just that Subete has continued to change, for better or for worse, and now somehow he's found himself whole again. Somehow all other things pale under the echo of what's been said; somehow despite the ever-increasing mess here he's in a better mood than ever.
He hums a couple of notes right back, under his breath and even as he stands and stretches, signaling the end of this truly unholy tea party.]
Mmm, a break seems like just the thing. I have a couple of calls to make and things to check in on. [a pause as he slips his cellphone out of his pocket before he claps his hands (and phone) together, quick and ceremonial] Thanks for the tea, though. I'll have to look into getting some next time.
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(He's never been good at not being sentimental, but somehow flying and sleep deprivation together really bring out the worst of it; but at the least it hasn't brought out his own fickle temper, because then they'd really be in a pickle and a half.)
Quite unfortunately or fortunately for Saphir Subete's a bit too distracted to properly pay attention to the vague murderous intent now decorating the table -- it's almost impressive how well they can talk past each other when they put their minds to it, despite who they are; or maybe it's just that Subete has continued to change, for better or for worse, and now somehow he's found himself whole again. Somehow all other things pale under the echo of what's been said; somehow despite the ever-increasing mess here he's in a better mood than ever.
He hums a couple of notes right back, under his breath and even as he stands and stretches, signaling the end of this truly unholy tea party.]
Mmm, a break seems like just the thing. I have a couple of calls to make and things to check in on. [a pause as he slips his cellphone out of his pocket before he claps his hands (and phone) together, quick and ceremonial] Thanks for the tea, though. I'll have to look into getting some next time.
[..... I'm sorry that he's just more or less stolen this tea but go figure. Also: get ready for catering invasion via way too much vegetarian food because that's also happening at some point.]