[He closes his eyes as they meet, rather than trying to focus through blurry vision.
The spike in intensity of his own feelings surprises him. The drain, he expects. The feel of Adelis' lips, he knows. But he doesn't expect the increase of worry, of his headache being more agonizing. But maybe it makes sense, drawing his lifeforce out of him in such a way. Bringing it to the surface.
His feelings shift just a little as more of them mix in: curiosity, consideration, that mellow out an undercurrent of excitement. He, similarly, holds himself back from pressing any closer. And he does not make any move to pull back either.
He wants to give Adelis the chance, first, to draw the line. And if he struggles, then Syrlya will be ready to catch him.]
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The spike in intensity of his own feelings surprises him. The drain, he expects. The feel of Adelis' lips, he knows. But he doesn't expect the increase of worry, of his headache being more agonizing. But maybe it makes sense, drawing his lifeforce out of him in such a way. Bringing it to the surface.
His feelings shift just a little as more of them mix in: curiosity, consideration, that mellow out an undercurrent of excitement. He, similarly, holds himself back from pressing any closer. And he does not make any move to pull back either.
He wants to give Adelis the chance, first, to draw the line. And if he struggles, then Syrlya will be ready to catch him.]