‘what’s this between us?’
@sarapheir. / from here. / accepting.
‘ right now ?? it’s friendship, i think. ’
the mercenary only shrugs halfheartedly , fingers pressing in the joint of his shoulder to relieve the dull ache that’s settled there. it’s constant , ever-present as the war drags on , bone-deep now from the fighting. his gaze becomes curious as it settles on linhardt , almost as if trying to study him , figure out what he wants , what he’s looking for out of this.
what’s this between us ??
by no means is he an expert on feelings , be it his own or someone else’s , & asking him to label them is beyond a hopeless measure. he simply feels , never a need to place a name on it before now.
‘ at least, that’s what i’d call it. ’
shez pauses , brushing his arm against linhardt’s & offering a smile as he does so. it’s not in his nature for bold declarations at times like this , nor is he so bold as to make assumptions . but the mercenary is not so soft-spoken that he wouldn’t say anything , & lets himself linger in linhardt’s space for the moment , almost close enough to touch.
' but if there’s something else you want it to be, by all means, do tell. ’
nonchalant as ever , the question is deflected back , as if the idea of being honest terrifies him , which is does. laying bare the truth is never his forte , it’s not a problem one can simply swing their sword at & be done with.
‘ there must be something poking around in that head of yours to make you ask a question like that, after all. ’
