@metoikhomai asked: "here you are," lysander says, a warm smile on his face as he approaches. "busy as ever, i presume? but worry not, i won't keep you long." he reaches into his bag to produce a soft-looking scarf, dyed the same blue as aymeric's signature armor. he hands it over. "it's made from alpaca wool. you might not need it, but... i thought of you when i saw it."
⋆༺𓆩⚔𓆪༻⋆ "Ah, always, my friend - always." Paperwork, signatures and minutes from meetings; they never did tend to themselves, though he oft wished they would. Stacks of parchment and letters remained 'pon the corner of the wood grain of his desk, their neat pile suggesting they had already been sorted, but the larger pile on the floor, to the side, was messy and yet to be approached. There were, after all, only so many hours in the day.
The offered gift comes as a surprise and his expression reflects such for but a moment before it softens into something akin to pure sentimentality. His hands reach out to accept the scarf, the smile 'pon his face purely soft-hearted. Quietly, he lifts it, wraps the length around his throat once and tucks it down so its warmth is sealed betwixt his skin and the cold of armour.
⋆༺𓆩⚔𓆪༻⋆ "I cannot thank you enough--" His smile widens; "That you thought of me while off on your grand adventures is quite touching." A pause; barely the length of a heartbeat; "As for not keeping me long - - I was rather hoping you would. Time away from my desk may just be what is needed, and after not seeing you for so long, I would rather like to take the opportunity."