[ His shock is understandable. Ysayle should, by all rights, not be here, not be alive. And yet there she stands, tall and proud as ever, her obeisance towards the dragon not entirely feigned.
There is the slightest quirk of her mouth in response to his stutter into silence, a hint of her affection for the young man she'd come to view so favourably showing in her eyes. She had not hoped...Not that anyone truly wished this experience on others, but Ysayle had missed him in her time here. Getting to know his twin hadn't lessened that.
Something cold and faceted is placed into his hands. ]
Present this as others have, then we can away.
[And talk elsewhere. her voice is lowered; they are still getting looks, after all, and even if this is a simulation, better to feign obedience to the circumstance than stand out more than he already does.]
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There is the slightest quirk of her mouth in response to his stutter into silence, a hint of her affection for the young man she'd come to view so favourably showing in her eyes. She had not hoped...Not that anyone truly wished this experience on others, but Ysayle had missed him in her time here. Getting to know his twin hadn't lessened that.
Something cold and faceted is placed into his hands. ]
Present this as others have, then we can away.
[And talk elsewhere. her voice is lowered; they are still getting looks, after all, and even if this is a simulation, better to feign obedience to the circumstance than stand out more than he already does.]