[ dextera thinks he should come visit more often. he's gotten used to bluo's little quirks, and he likes to watch the water even though it's still as the grave, but ruga has a feeling all its own that he's not at all used to. the red brick is welcoming, cozy, not like the oppressive sky blazing overhead in the outer world. so he nods. there are definitely a few things okay with this one.
he scoots back a little, closer to guren, once the fire gets too hot to sit so near to, but he still seems content to watch the movement. instead of asking for guren's hand, he taps the floor to get guren's attention, and writes his thoughts out there.
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he scoots back a little, closer to guren, once the fire gets too hot to sit so near to, but he still seems content to watch the movement. instead of asking for guren's hand, he taps the floor to get guren's attention, and writes his thoughts out there.
W-A-R-M
he's almost jealous of how pleasant this is. ]