[The project is going well! It's a massive UI overhaul to a very old UI and it's working out super well so far. I love doing this work. You have a good point on the sylvari vs. wood elves thing! I never thought about that. HEY. PROGRAMMING CATS IS SUPA IMPORTANT! /giggling]
"Vagabond would certainly be an appropriate term." That much they could certainly agree on! Aurus sounded like a man who would rarely remain in one place for any length of time, so in all honesty, Charles believed the sylvari would leave. When, he wasn't certain, but that part of him was certain it would come. Erik had been very much the same, despite his attempts to stop his friend.
"Fighters versus the intellectuals." Charles' lips quirked at that, his hands going into his pockets as they walked. There was no hurry, not when they had all night to themselves. "Do they break out of that mold, ever? The idea of being trapped to a single manner due to the time of my birth... well, I imagine you can guess how I feel on that." The smile on his lips grew. Aurus was someone keenly aware of him in ways that could almost be disturbing, and at times did, but it was simply who Aurus was. There wasn't too much he could do about that other than try to curb where it bothered him and, he supposed, allow it to happen where it would. Less something he was used to, after the last many years.
The combination of the sudden grab of his hand and the reveal of the world above the building they had been in was a powerful one. Charles' hand unconsciously tightened on Aurus' as Charles stared up and around with wide eyes, the glowing pollen around his head and finally within touching distance. His free hand came up and slowly reached to cradle the piece of pollen - so large! - and see what it felt like. Warm? Cold? Netural? Did it tingle? Would it affect him, given that pollen could affect humans back on Earth?
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"Vagabond would certainly be an appropriate term." That much they could certainly agree on! Aurus sounded like a man who would rarely remain in one place for any length of time, so in all honesty, Charles believed the sylvari would leave. When, he wasn't certain, but that part of him was certain it would come. Erik had been very much the same, despite his attempts to stop his friend.
"Fighters versus the intellectuals." Charles' lips quirked at that, his hands going into his pockets as they walked. There was no hurry, not when they had all night to themselves. "Do they break out of that mold, ever? The idea of being trapped to a single manner due to the time of my birth... well, I imagine you can guess how I feel on that." The smile on his lips grew. Aurus was someone keenly aware of him in ways that could almost be disturbing, and at times did, but it was simply who Aurus was. There wasn't too much he could do about that other than try to curb where it bothered him and, he supposed, allow it to happen where it would. Less something he was used to, after the last many years.
The combination of the sudden grab of his hand and the reveal of the world above the building they had been in was a powerful one. Charles' hand unconsciously tightened on Aurus' as Charles stared up and around with wide eyes, the glowing pollen around his head and finally within touching distance. His free hand came up and slowly reached to cradle the piece of pollen - so large! - and see what it felt like. Warm? Cold? Netural? Did it tingle? Would it affect him, given that pollen could affect humans back on Earth?