[OMG it was SUCH luxury. We were thoroughly spoiled and never want to fly economy ever ever again. It was indeed first class (we bought business class tickets but it's the first class cabin and the same service). They need to reduce ticket prices immediately so that everyone can fly this way all the time. And I'm so glad you get a house full of animals for Christmas! That's the only thing missing here, alas. No pets.]
Aurus did indeed open the door for Charles as they approached it, the gesture feeling intuitive and natural. It almost surprised him how easy it was to get used to the chair--how Charles maneuvered it and how to move with him--especially given that the night before this had all been completely new.
"I don't mind being made angry, so long as the reason is a good one," he said as they entered. "I've too often found the feeling instructive to want to shy away from it now. And I would be very interested to read your writing, or Hank's, when you believe it's the right time to show it to me.
"For now, though, I agree that dinner sounds lovely. And after, perhaps the best thing would simply be for you to join me once you've seen to your charges and you feel that the time is right."
This, subtly, was Aurus's way of offering Charles some wiggle room: an opening to back out at the last minute if he had too many doubts. He very much hoped--and indeed now trusted--that he wouldn't, but nonetheless it felt very important to him that when Charles decided to take the first proverbial step down this path that the choice be wholly and independently his own.
Besides, merely joining Aurus in his room didn't necessarily answer the question of what would happen between them. It merely opened the door to allow that something might. Perhaps the smile and the expression in the sylvari's eyes managed to say as much.
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Aurus did indeed open the door for Charles as they approached it, the gesture feeling intuitive and natural. It almost surprised him how easy it was to get used to the chair--how Charles maneuvered it and how to move with him--especially given that the night before this had all been completely new.
"I don't mind being made angry, so long as the reason is a good one," he said as they entered. "I've too often found the feeling instructive to want to shy away from it now. And I would be very interested to read your writing, or Hank's, when you believe it's the right time to show it to me.
"For now, though, I agree that dinner sounds lovely. And after, perhaps the best thing would simply be for you to join me once you've seen to your charges and you feel that the time is right."
This, subtly, was Aurus's way of offering Charles some wiggle room: an opening to back out at the last minute if he had too many doubts. He very much hoped--and indeed now trusted--that he wouldn't, but nonetheless it felt very important to him that when Charles decided to take the first proverbial step down this path that the choice be wholly and independently his own.
Besides, merely joining Aurus in his room didn't necessarily answer the question of what would happen between them. It merely opened the door to allow that something might. Perhaps the smile and the expression in the sylvari's eyes managed to say as much.