A few harsh words touch the tip of her tongue, but she manages not to unleash them. For now, as he says. She leans forward, dipping her head down, and waves a hand at him in a suspiciously Emet-like gesture.
"Do as you will." Maybe it is a worthy idea to show him the saddle, if only to pester him for more information she can actually do something with. His memories of Elidibus won't help when the man himself does not actually remember any of it, and has probably lost a great deal of his personality in the process of forgetting.
As he takes the finished saddle, she picks her head up and says one more thing in parting as he reaches the door. "Someday, I might be able to speak more about it. But today is not that day."
That was certainly familiar. But Elidibus knows Bonded share emotions and dreams, in a manner of speaking. Is it really a stretch to think mannerisms might leak across? Well, it's something to ponder over. Imagine if Lahabrea started to pick up Elidibus's habitual... ticks.
Come to think of it, would anything really change? A calm, still, and somewhat stoic Lahabrea? Elidibus can't imagine the comparison. He shakes his head free of such strange imaginings.
For now, he is content to depart, though pauses at the door when Irhya calls after him. The Ascian looks over his shoulder with a hint of interest. "I will be waiting to hear what you have to say, then," he answers in acceptance. He has plenty of time to wait, or so he is in habit of believing. What are a few centuries... ah, but does Irhya have time? He'll have to remember to look into the 'lifespan' of the vampires.
He leaves. And proves competent enough to fit saddle and bridle to not need help with that. The measurements done in a previous meeting have proved sound and while Irhya may be called out to see the final fit for the sake of satisfaction, it is probably a short and businesslike exchange.
What price remains to be paid is exchanged and Elidibus takes advantage of the newly saddled Filia to ride quickly out of sight. If no one else might be satisfied, at least the amaro looks happy. An excellent fit saddle and finally being able to trot along at a pace that isn't to match a hyur's walking speed. What more can be wanted out of life at that moment?
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"Do as you will." Maybe it is a worthy idea to show him the saddle, if only to pester him for more information she can actually do something with. His memories of Elidibus won't help when the man himself does not actually remember any of it, and has probably lost a great deal of his personality in the process of forgetting.
As he takes the finished saddle, she picks her head up and says one more thing in parting as he reaches the door. "Someday, I might be able to speak more about it. But today is not that day."
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Come to think of it, would anything really change? A calm, still, and somewhat stoic Lahabrea? Elidibus can't imagine the comparison. He shakes his head free of such strange imaginings.
For now, he is content to depart, though pauses at the door when Irhya calls after him. The Ascian looks over his shoulder with a hint of interest. "I will be waiting to hear what you have to say, then," he answers in acceptance. He has plenty of time to wait, or so he is in habit of believing. What are a few centuries... ah, but does Irhya have time? He'll have to remember to look into the 'lifespan' of the vampires.
He leaves. And proves competent enough to fit saddle and bridle to not need help with that. The measurements done in a previous meeting have proved sound and while Irhya may be called out to see the final fit for the sake of satisfaction, it is probably a short and businesslike exchange.
What price remains to be paid is exchanged and Elidibus takes advantage of the newly saddled Filia to ride quickly out of sight. If no one else might be satisfied, at least the amaro looks happy. An excellent fit saddle and finally being able to trot along at a pace that isn't to match a hyur's walking speed. What more can be wanted out of life at that moment?