Trahearne blinks in bewilderment, looks at the flowering stick in his hand, and then up at Syrlya.
There's concern in his eyes as he looks him over, hand hovering over the flowers but not touching. He can imagine how...painful, uncomfortable it must be. ]
Let's get you home.
[ This isn't how he imagined this night going. lmao. He feels a little guilty... ]
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Trahearne blinks in bewilderment, looks at the flowering stick in his hand, and then up at Syrlya.
There's concern in his eyes as he looks him over, hand hovering over the flowers but not touching. He can imagine how...painful, uncomfortable it must be. ]
Let's get you home.
[ This isn't how he imagined this night going. lmao. He feels a little guilty... ]