@of-vortex inquired: Been quite a while since they last spoke to each other but he still remembered that Sylvie would have always spend his time in visiting him and wishing him a happy birthday so... It wouldn't really be too much trouble, right?
Osial had been learning how to cook, only when he's in the mood / to chill himself out from his anger but he did learn how to bake a few things such as cake. Though he didn't know if his old friend had a certain preferred flavor or not so there's now 3 cakes with different tastes to it.
"Don't take this too far out of context alright?" He said, holding the 3 cakes in their own stacked boxing. "Before things got... complex? I remembered that you visited me quite often for my birthday- even when you didn't have to so... Just take the cakes, okay?" He hands them off to the former archon.
"Just... sigh, happy birthday."
(each cake has some sort of designs with flowers on it)
it’s a tree’s birthday today // accepting
If Sylvie was to be honest, they weren’t expecting to find themselves with a gift from Osial; their friendship came without any expectations in return. Green eyes looked over the cakes; it wasn’t hard to see that they were handmade and thought was put into them, the floral designs drawing a smile from the god.
“Why would I take it out of context? I don’t see anything wrong with visiting and gifting a friend for their birthday, considering I’ve done it quite a few times for you ... and regardless of how much time has passed. They look quite lovely.” With their hands full of cake, there wasn’t much they could do to show affection outside of taking a step forward and gently bonking their head against Osial’s, followed by a stupidly wide grin.
“Thank you. Ah gods, three cakes ... it’s a lot to eat”—so says the deer with a bottomless stomach—“but I’m sure I’ll enjoy every last slice. Did you wanna join me in doing so? You can’t tell me you didn’t get a chance to taste your own cakes ... if I’m right in my assumptions that you made it.”
