[ Gingerly, Trahearne takes the bookmark in his hands. It feels warm, a stark contrast to the cold winter air that has surrounded him these past few weeks. It's almost...welcome.
He studies it, its glow, before lifting his eyes to look at Susato. Though he seems no less tired, he seems just a touch less tense. There comes a little huff of an exhale, which may have been a chuckle if he were in a better mood. ]
This is thoughtful of you. [ It's no secret he surrounds himself with books; he'd have hidden away in the Tree of Stories if he hadn't given himself a job...concerning more books.
He places it back in the box. He'll have to find a suitable book to use it with. ]
[ Susato shakes her head. It's not meant to be a dismissive gesture, but she does want him to understand that despite the traditions of exchange, there were no underlying expectations here. ]
There is no need for that.
[ She doesn't mind. There is a pause here, and her eyes settle back on the map now that that's been settled. ]
This was quite a journey. I shall let you rest, but... Did you find what you were searching for? [ Was he searching for something at all? ]
[ There's a contemplative moment as Trahearne sets the box aside. He looks at it, sitting at the edge of the table, under the window, before turning back towards Susato. His expression is neutral. ]
I was not searching for anything in particular. Only exploring.
[ Trying to calm himself, get away from everything, the constant reminders that he is alone--
[ His smile is a relief to see, at least, and for the moment, she supposes she is satisfied. She'll glance up to return his smile, but her eyes continue to scan the map out of curiosity, taking in any marks or notes he may have made. ]
I was happy to.
Perhaps we could explore together sometime. [ She has been working on her healing dreamotion! She could keep him safe. But she thinks that much has been implied already...
[ There is nothing unique about the notes he's made, not particularly. No new discoveries, nothing circled. It might be a little disappointing, in a way.
His eyes soften a bit. It's like she can tell something is wrong. Or maybe she knew that he and Ori liked to do just that, and he searches for a way to fill that void. ]
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He studies it, its glow, before lifting his eyes to look at Susato. Though he seems no less tired, he seems just a touch less tense. There comes a little huff of an exhale, which may have been a chuckle if he were in a better mood. ]
This is thoughtful of you. [ It's no secret he surrounds himself with books; he'd have hidden away in the Tree of Stories if he hadn't given himself a job...concerning more books.
He places it back in the box. He'll have to find a suitable book to use it with. ]
I do not have anything for you.
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There is no need for that.
[ She doesn't mind. There is a pause here, and her eyes settle back on the map now that that's been settled. ]
This was quite a journey. I shall let you rest, but... Did you find what you were searching for? [ Was he searching for something at all? ]
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I was not searching for anything in particular. Only exploring.
[ Trying to calm himself, get away from everything, the constant reminders that he is alone--
He smiles. ]
I appreciate you stopping by today, Susato.
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I was happy to.
Perhaps we could explore together sometime. [ She has been working on her healing dreamotion! She could keep him safe. But she thinks that much has been implied already...
She'll let that thought sit in her own mind. ]
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His eyes soften a bit. It's like she can tell something is wrong. Or maybe she knew that he and Ori liked to do just that, and he searches for a way to fill that void. ]
I would like that.