IC Inbox: Empatheias

[young_oldman]

[Your birds might get a little plump on bird seeds. Just saying.]

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[gottacatch]

[ There's a foot that skids sharply back upon the ground, an arm going up high in front of his face with the hand above that (for the porring there), and Red's body doesn't exactly jump when the crystal shatters, but reacts just enough to be alert of a possible danger -- the same that turns out to be as nothing as the shards that he doesn't even register touching him.

He felt alarmed then -- and only then. Because as the man begins to find himself again, unstuck from the second that he had been in and realising it, it's more of a relief that grows rapidly inside Red, a quiet sort that the porrings might even feel under their bodies It doesn't think to go as Lu Meng stands, walks, pulls back on the curtains without acknowledging him; it just evolves, into words in the back of his throat, things he plans to say with the smile growing on his face--

and then all turning into nothing when the shadows cascade once more across the room.

The little thought that had been dancing in his mind that Lu Meng hadn't caught sight of him comes closer to the front of his mind, though it's no more important than the thought of whatever must be going inside the other man's mind now. If just a worry, or something deeper -- although those shadows always remind him of a harsher time, and he can't help but imagine it the latter.

But this wasn't them in the middle of the woods. He had something maybe a little better to offer than a fire and water, and unwelcome lies about ghosts. He had a better way to push past the chilling effects of the man's emotions than to bear through it, making himself known as he steps towards him but allows him to keep his space. Around him, the porrings won't feel the chill nor weight of the air; the shadows are refused the right beneath his feet, the colour brought to what it should be, as his own emotions take place. Not simply a calm, but something brighter than that, more hopeful, more joyous in a low-key way.

The same type of emotion there in his voice when he speaks up. ]

Everything's alright, Lu Meng! The people are fine, so's the centre... the island's still in one piece too! [ If the older man thinks to turn then, the outer presence of Red's emotions will spread a little farther in a moment of excitement, of eagerness to see his face, no matter the expression that might be on it. However, even so, those emotions don't attempt to force themselves closer to Lu Meng's person -- that will all depend on his own emotions, and how strongly they'll stay their ground, or eventually retreat. ]

I do have some bad news though... we sorta [ completely ] busted your door getting in, and it stinks in your kitchen, so we're gonna have to clean up everywhere. Before that though, these guys have really missed seeing you moving, so you're gonna need to get ready for how much they're gonna slobber you. Okay?