[Fond of--no, steeped in story and narrative as Myr is, his idea of magnificent was as much about the timeliness and spectacle of Viren's arrival--and the pathos of a friend he didn't always get along with sweeping in to the rescue. It borrowed from the poignancy of their relationship, being as they were creatures of different worlds.
Very different worlds, as Myr's cause to be reminded on settling into the carriage. Even without seeing the thing its quality (excess) is obvious, in the feel of the seat beneath him and the smoothness of the ride and how well the walls mute the sounds of the street beyond. The appearance of nobility wasn't an option for a city elf or a Circle mage from the smallest of the Marcher city-states, and for a long moment Myr simply sits and wonders at the change in his fortunes.
At least until he feels a gift pushed into his lap, handily distracting him from his maundering. He picks it up with a smile and runs his hands over it with a certain cheery eagerness. Of course he could tear into it right away, but that's not as fun as first trying to guess its contents from the shape!]
Thank you for this, [he says, as he finally leaves off feeling it and begins unwrapping with his usual meticulousness. ...And since mere words aren't enough to express his gratitude, he'll also shift himself just so in Viren's direction, to make sure they're touching at some point of contact as he finishes opening his gift.] Not just the gift but all of it you've arranged.
[It is not what he'd have picked but the care behind it is warming and welcome.]
[ they may have yet to bond, but at myr's thanking - viren does feel warmth to know that the faun might be pleased enough with all of this splendor to at least make mention of it. and, likewise: the drawing nearer is noticed, as viren's prone to note as a fire dragon with any warmblooded creature, but particularly with myr as of late. he lets an elbow bump, a knee touch and rest against his. ]
[ alas, the exploration of the gift may not be too telling without the petite box first being opened; however, like most would be able to tell, it is of the type to likely contain jewelry. when myr opens the gift, he'll find within his possession a delicate necklace, with its jeweled chain looping about a minute sunflower blossom. because he thinks magic to be the best part of it, ]
It's meant to glow, and grow warm, when a Bonded is near.
[ it's a new piece - viren didn't test it himself, but like gifts beforehand, had been enticed to it by a promising merchant. a soft glow, a pleasant warmth. this one could very well light up like a fucking headlight, burn a hole through clothing. it better not. ]
... It's also [ err ], not terribly practical, actually.
[ just. getting that out there, what with the nature of bonds and all. but while it may not be, viren's sentimentality is showing. ]
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Very different worlds, as Myr's cause to be reminded on settling into the carriage. Even without seeing the thing its quality (excess) is obvious, in the feel of the seat beneath him and the smoothness of the ride and how well the walls mute the sounds of the street beyond. The appearance of nobility wasn't an option for a city elf or a Circle mage from the smallest of the Marcher city-states, and for a long moment Myr simply sits and wonders at the change in his fortunes.
At least until he feels a gift pushed into his lap, handily distracting him from his maundering. He picks it up with a smile and runs his hands over it with a certain cheery eagerness. Of course he could tear into it right away, but that's not as fun as first trying to guess its contents from the shape!]
Thank you for this, [he says, as he finally leaves off feeling it and begins unwrapping with his usual meticulousness. ...And since mere words aren't enough to express his gratitude, he'll also shift himself just so in Viren's direction, to make sure they're touching at some point of contact as he finishes opening his gift.] Not just the gift but all of it you've arranged.
[It is not what he'd have picked but the care behind it is warming and welcome.]
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[ alas, the exploration of the gift may not be too telling without the petite box first being opened; however, like most would be able to tell, it is of the type to likely contain jewelry. when myr opens the gift, he'll find within his possession a delicate necklace, with its jeweled chain looping about a minute sunflower blossom. because he thinks magic to be the best part of it, ]
It's meant to glow, and grow warm, when a Bonded is near.
[ it's a new piece - viren didn't test it himself, but like gifts beforehand, had been enticed to it by a promising merchant. a soft glow, a pleasant warmth. this one could very well light up like a fucking headlight, burn a hole through clothing. it better not. ]
... It's also [ err ], not terribly practical, actually.
[ just. getting that out there, what with the nature of bonds and all. but while it may not be, viren's sentimentality is showing. ]