[ R.I.P. Aymeric de Borel. His cause of death was not going down in blaze of glorious combat against dragon nor man, but instead getting a hug from the half-naked Warrior of Light. We knew him well.
Or at least dying is the closest thing akin to what's he feels since his heart - which had been practically thumping out of his chest despite his calm demeanor - now does the opposite and stops abruptly. As does his breath. At least momentarily, until his mental capacities catch up to what exactly is happening and that he should.
Do something. Like, perhaps, hug her back. It's a very loose, careful wrap of of his arms in return. He wouldn't dare try anything inappropriate regardless (all lack of clothes aside), but especially not when she seems so relieved to see him. He briefly considers the fact she might have arrived before him. He wonders if if she'd waited long. ]
I have to say, this isn't the welcome I was expecting, [ he says, with no hiding the hint of amusement in his voice at it all, ] but I'm happy to see you're safe, my friend.
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Or at least dying is the closest thing akin to what's he feels since his heart - which had been practically thumping out of his chest despite his calm demeanor - now does the opposite and stops abruptly. As does his breath. At least momentarily, until his mental capacities catch up to what exactly is happening and that he should.
Do something. Like, perhaps, hug her back. It's a very loose, careful wrap of of his arms in return. He wouldn't dare try anything inappropriate regardless (all lack of clothes aside), but especially not when she seems so relieved to see him. He briefly considers the fact she might have arrived before him. He wonders if if she'd waited long. ]
I have to say, this isn't the welcome I was expecting, [ he says, with no hiding the hint of amusement in his voice at it all, ] but I'm happy to see you're safe, my friend.