"And you taller," Elidibus answers. He may have meant this literally. He really didn't bother to compare heights with Ardbert when he'd first found the Warrior of Light. He did feel it was about the same. Well, no matter. It probably wasn't a thoughtless memory meandering out of his mouth. Probably.
He's.... scooted. Gone from idly wondering what Lahabrea was doing with his tail to finding out firsthand. There's that brief sound of shuuuuuuuuuf and mild crackle that is outer canvas dragging against a floor littered with bits of obsidian chips. At the end of the trip, he reaches back toward the satchel and there's a rustle of the packet of ginger snaps before he draws one out and crunches it. "Hm." Again reaching in, the Emissary takes out another and offers it up to Lahabrea with his free hand. He was told it's polite to bring food and thus, he brought food.
"Your tail is remarkably convenient," Elidibus notes. "How well can it manipulate what it holds?" This.... also really doesn't have a lot to do with cuddles. Though with proximity comes a long, thoughtful look over the real differences in their length. Touch has also opened a door to a deeper sense of the dragon's feelings. It's... a bubbling cauldron. He was given some warning by the earlier surge and lapse in Lahabrea's comprehension. But now it's much... more real. And stirs a sense of concern for the Speaker from his fellow Ascian.
"Perhaps you should be the one to stay still while I overlap?" He already has the ends of the fingers belonging to the clasped hand looking to burrow under the nearest feathers and give an experimental scratching by the scales.
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Date: 4 Feb 2021 02:18 (UTC)He's.... scooted. Gone from idly wondering what Lahabrea was doing with his tail to finding out firsthand. There's that brief sound of shuuuuuuuuuf and mild crackle that is outer canvas dragging against a floor littered with bits of obsidian chips. At the end of the trip, he reaches back toward the satchel and there's a rustle of the packet of ginger snaps before he draws one out and crunches it. "Hm." Again reaching in, the Emissary takes out another and offers it up to Lahabrea with his free hand. He was told it's polite to bring food and thus, he brought food.
"Your tail is remarkably convenient," Elidibus notes. "How well can it manipulate what it holds?" This.... also really doesn't have a lot to do with cuddles. Though with proximity comes a long, thoughtful look over the real differences in their length. Touch has also opened a door to a deeper sense of the dragon's feelings. It's... a bubbling cauldron. He was given some warning by the earlier surge and lapse in Lahabrea's comprehension. But now it's much... more real. And stirs a sense of concern for the Speaker from his fellow Ascian.
"Perhaps you should be the one to stay still while I overlap?" He already has the ends of the fingers belonging to the clasped hand looking to burrow under the nearest feathers and give an experimental scratching by the scales.