myohmicha
“Well, um… it’s, it’s not that the weather isn’t… good. It just sort of… is. I don’t, really know how to explain it, other than there really isn’t any weather. Or, more like, it stays the same, year round, minus the occasional wind, I s’ppose.” Micha shrugged, knowing it probably didn’t make sense, but it was true. “That sounds… nice.” When Toby put a hand on his arm, Micha froze for a moment, unsure what to do. “O-oh… I see… No, no… I didn’t, um.. there’s not really.. anything else, that I was wanting to do. But, um.. I don’t know if the library, is the best place to keep talking,” he laughed, a bit awkwardly.
“Hm...” Toby nodded, listening to how Micha was explaining it. “I think I understand, then. It seems a bit boring, right? When nothing really changes.” Unless Micha hated change, then it would seem to suit him perfectly. He could tell that, when he had put his hand on his arm, Micha had gotten a bit tripped up over it. Toby wasn’t completely oblivious to signals, and it seems like there might have been some sort of attraction there. If he was wrong, he’d look full of himself for bringing it up, so he figured he should keep it to himself for now. “You’re right. Have you explored a lot of the palace yet?”
