[Provided they don't bollux this up completely and Hector does keep visiting, Myr would learn to recognize him by tread eventually. But they hadn't done very much walking at the party, had they...
The other man's voice, though, that's instantly recognizable; there's a visible moment where Myr's eyes would widen if he had any, with surprise--caught!--and then he softens instantly into a grin. If it is a little strained--because he has no idea if Hector sober would tolerate a half of what had happened to Hector drunk--then so be it. The moment Myr'd been fretting over is here and what would come, would come.
Or so he reassures himself.]
Hector! [Not lambkin, ... yet. That might be too familiar.] I would like, and as I remember I owe you a song.
[He pauses a moment, ears working, manner abruptly a little shy.] Would you come in? We can go sit in the garden, if you like-- [A moment's inspiration:] And you can meet my bees.
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The other man's voice, though, that's instantly recognizable; there's a visible moment where Myr's eyes would widen if he had any, with surprise--caught!--and then he softens instantly into a grin. If it is a little strained--because he has no idea if Hector sober would tolerate a half of what had happened to Hector drunk--then so be it. The moment Myr'd been fretting over is here and what would come, would come.
Or so he reassures himself.]
Hector! [Not lambkin, ... yet. That might be too familiar.] I would like, and as I remember I owe you a song.
[He pauses a moment, ears working, manner abruptly a little shy.] Would you come in? We can go sit in the garden, if you like-- [A moment's inspiration:] And you can meet my bees.