AND SO LITHE BODY PRESSES AGAINST THE BUILD OF HIS OWN, warmth seeping through glaive’d uniform as if time held no counter. mind nearly screams with the proximity of the youth, eyes widening in slight as they care to slide to the other from peripheral, too afraid to stare directly on. they’re sat, waiting in endless ( POTENTIALLY HORRENDOUS ) silence, awaiting another. he’d been tasked to see this one and he cannot remember their name, mind too focused on the stiffness of his neck, the rigidity of his spine. ( how this boy sleeps so relaxed and fitfully is a mystery even to a considered stranger. ) through to the prince, though it required agonising time spent waiting, waiting, waiting.
‘’ hey, kid. ‘’ whispered, the quiet halls of the palace seemingly morphing it into a shout. earpiece buzzes and, with sullen regret, the call is answered ( AS IT ALWAYS IS. ) voice tries its best to remain soft, the sound boy near curled around his taller, broader form moving every now and again ( he swears he almost feels his heart pause every time, scared of waking the child. ) he’s never been this careful, this … concerned. he barely knows them, only understands they’re supposed to be here, with the other kid. who, he reminds himself, is decidedly late. or just simply absent. some friend. ‘’ yes sir. yes, of course. no, i’m with them right now. no no. i understand. you’re right, sir. parameters said to deliver, not to babysit. of course … understood. ‘’gingerly, he removes himself from the smaller boy, frown etching across his face. there’s not much to be done, and as the kid’s now where they’re supposed to be, he’s certain the retainers and other staff about will take care of him for the time being. HE’S NEEDED ELSEWHERE. yet this boy, with their blonde hair, makes him think of amycus, somewhere back home in lestallum, hopefully sleeping just like this one is.there’s no hesitance as he removes his uniform jacket ( he can get a new one, easy ) and gently places it over the younger’s form. it drapes them, nearly consumes them, but with a little placement adjustment, it looks just fine. another incessant sound assaults his ears and, not wanting a showdown with another glaive ( at least, not this day ) he quickly ties his sleeves to wrap around the other’s neck, making sure it wont fall if they move.he’s just concerned, that’s all. ( HE REMEMBERS DOING THE SAME TO AMYCUS. )
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