[ Trahearne only smiles in turn. His glow is bright, pulsing slowly in the manner of human breath, a calming light in the dark of night. They go quite well together, don't they?
The sylvari tendency for physical intimacy was quickly unlearned in Trahearne--he spent much of his time alone, around other races. They were more conservative with who they touched and how, so he learned to keep his distance, let others defined the standard of touch between them. And when the younger generations of sylvari came to be, he found himself keenly aware of his status among them as elder. For a younger to touch Firstborn Trahearne was arrogant and unthinkable (at least, until Syrlya came along).
But all of that has quickly come undone in Kaspar's company. His nature returns to him, and he loves the warmth of the other's hand on his. He likes that they walk so close, share touch without a second thought or ulterior motive. It is natural for both of them.
And so when Kaspar steps towards his bed, his gaze towards Trahearne no more than a friendly invitation to remain in one another's company, he gladly obliges. He comes to stand by the foot of the bed, allowing Kaspar to do then honors of peeling back the covers and making room for him. There is no expectation here, only caring closeness. ]
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The sylvari tendency for physical intimacy was quickly unlearned in Trahearne--he spent much of his time alone, around other races. They were more conservative with who they touched and how, so he learned to keep his distance, let others defined the standard of touch between them. And when the younger generations of sylvari came to be, he found himself keenly aware of his status among them as elder. For a younger to touch Firstborn Trahearne was arrogant and unthinkable (at least, until Syrlya came along).
But all of that has quickly come undone in Kaspar's company. His nature returns to him, and he loves the warmth of the other's hand on his. He likes that they walk so close, share touch without a second thought or ulterior motive. It is natural for both of them.
And so when Kaspar steps towards his bed, his gaze towards Trahearne no more than a friendly invitation to remain in one another's company, he gladly obliges. He comes to stand by the foot of the bed, allowing Kaspar to do then honors of peeling back the covers and making room for him. There is no expectation here, only caring closeness. ]