Eira had heard it when she was getting up for a drink of water. She was restless, and mind spinning over the prospect of meetings and dialogues with exhausting diplomats were to blame. The moment of hydration privies her to a sound almost hymnal. Was that someone singing? Outside? Peering out a window of the inn yields nothing from her vantage. There wasn't reason she had to investigate. But. The prospect was a sound distraction and would spare her more time laying in bed.
A shawl is pulled around her sleeping gown (decency more than any warmth- her magic handled that), sandals slipped over her feet before she quietly makes her way down through the dark and silent lobby. Stepping outside into the brisk night air, she peers her eyes and sees... a familiar silhouette.
Leon was hard to mistake at the worst of times. Tall, broad shouldered. And those ears cut an obvious picture. All that was missing was the flicker of a feather fan and the swishing tail. He seemed almost withdrawn, arms held close as he leaned over the railing.
Eira announces her arrival (if he hadn't detected her sooner) with her magic. The glow of fire flickering about her as she warms the area with a loud sigh.
"What in Dragons name are you doing up at this hour mumbling to yourself." Surely he hadn't actually been singing, right? That was... something she'd imagined.
well, well. now this is awkward. he hadn’t even noticed her approach, lost in his own world as he was — his fingers twitch once against his biceps in surprise before he unfurls his arms, leaning against the cool metal of the railing as his pale eyes meet hers in the dark.
( really, it’s less embarrassing what he was caught doing and moreso that she has found him yet again in another of his melancholic moods. he would be starting to think this was some sort of cosmic punishment if he believed in that sort of thing. )
‘ isn’t it obvious? i’m singing you a love song, of course. ’ the corners of his lips curve into a momentary half - smirk, one that doesn’t quite reach his eyes, before his smile fades, his arms folding as he leans further over the railing to get a better look at her.
‘ you’re up late. couldn’t sleep? dreaming of me? ’
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