the arrival of his timing was in tune for summer festivites. something that was near uncommon within nests. sure ... there were local gatherings. usually on the small front and getting invitations to those required being in the social circles required but something like this— hosted by the city itself?
it was an unheard of concept. what place would be so gracious enough to care about the enjoyment of it's residents? so, as any curious person would. garnet looked into it. there was a wide plethora of mini-activities going on spread across the entirety of spirale. different wards produced different types of stuff to partake in.
the one of interest at the moment, for garnet?— a portrait to remember.
not ... the most delightful. if anything it might be cause the re-opening of fresh wounds. a looking glass in the form of one's happiest moments from one's past .. or present. who wouldn't be curious to see what shows?
maybe, it was a delicate enough topic for him to approach but not one he had particularly been ready to let go of. seeing things back from the city, back from the place with the closest familarity of home was what he needed!
yet, garnet halts. hands smoothing his clothes as if he's preparing for some grand interview. he's surprisingly scared. a bit jittery over this. he's been through a lot more anxiety inducing things and yet the feeling at the pit of his stomach hadn't minimized since he approached the entrance.
maybe ... for now he'll take a seat, fold his hands on his lap and process this. what could he see? ... moments with the other children, probably lapis, ahhh... there was that one time when they were all younger, wasn't there? his face lights up with a sentimental smile.
why was he scared again? garnet lifted his head from the ground— not for any real reason. mostly to adjust so he could prepare to stand up. though it's funny ... the first thing- no.. person, to catch his eyes looked awfully a lot like...
his face stills, processing that the figure in the distance slowly walking in not his specific direction but .. around the area. that... that was him? was it not?
garnet is to his feet, not without having given his cheek a little pat to make sure this wasn't some dream. though it's embarrassing, the way he opens his mouth. took in a deep breath and let his voice boom ... louder than he probably should've.
"m...mr. vergilius?—" using the honorific ... felt a little wrong. too formal but it's a slip up of his nerves. his brains not functioning all too right.
he's shuffling from his seat, moving to meet him and forgetting his past plans momentarily.
"have i really gone mad? or- ... maybe i am mad, actually." he's fumbling on his words. furthest from smooth. "you're real? here in the flesh?" he looked ... different from when they last saw each other. a bit skinnier. a lot more scarred. there's questions already forming at the depths of his throat.
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