[ Sleipnir's gaze on Clive is intense and absorbing. He did not think he would be so curious about the man rather than the vessel. But he is just... so damn interesting. All of his reactions, Sleipnir could drink them in all day, he muses. That look of soft shock rather than hard horror... delightful. All from using his name? He'll have to remember it being a tender spot for the man.
He finds himself agreeing with the emphasis; truly if humans could control themselves better perhaps we could have a kinder world. Hmm. Sleipnir's head is spinning. Those shots must be hitting him. He re-wrangles his thoughts. People in life now care. Bearer to too busy. Too busy to get busy with people who care? Or are people who care not noticing the man's yearnings? Hmmmm. Oh, Sleipnir notices he is humming thoughtfully aloud and so stops. ]
I find this only a little reassuring as you have still been left wanting.
[ He raises his hand to trail one finger, soft yet firm, along the length of Clive's arm. ]
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He finds himself agreeing with the emphasis; truly if humans could control themselves better perhaps we could have a kinder world. Hmm. Sleipnir's head is spinning. Those shots must be hitting him. He re-wrangles his thoughts. People in life now care. Bearer to too busy. Too busy to get busy with people who care? Or are people who care not noticing the man's yearnings? Hmmmm. Oh, Sleipnir notices he is humming thoughtfully aloud and so stops. ]
I find this only a little reassuring as you have still been left wanting.
[ He raises his hand to trail one finger, soft yet firm, along the length of Clive's arm. ]
As I said... you're not so busy now.