[relief shudders through him when the vibration stops; it was apparently affecting him more than he'd realised.]
I suppose it's better that way, since we won't be able to take these with us.
[pushing himself upward, Olivine climbs off of the bed, steps delicate but determined. He's fine, really.
And it takes him a lot less time to pick something for Sylvain. It's similar to the collar he'd picked—pretty, black coated, with just a couple of gold adornments. As he steps back to Sylvain, he hums softly.]
Would you like me to help put it on you, too? [a laugh.] Not that it's difficult, mind.
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Date: 2024-02-09 01:37 am (UTC)I suppose it's better that way, since we won't be able to take these with us.
[pushing himself upward, Olivine climbs off of the bed, steps delicate but determined. He's fine, really.
And it takes him a lot less time to pick something for Sylvain. It's similar to the collar he'd picked—pretty, black coated, with just a couple of gold adornments. As he steps back to Sylvain, he hums softly.]
Would you like me to help put it on you, too? [a laugh.] Not that it's difficult, mind.