@slasherblue ❤’d
Her presence is not wont to sire the self-same serenity that her melody is: not for him, anyhow, although he counts himself as an outlier in such a regard; always misstepping or breaching etiquette in earnest, he isn’t entirely certain how to behave around her just yet: what counts as a fair question, what he should or should not converse about, whether or not she even wants to speak with him. Nevertheless, he braves the situation hereinafter.
❝ Azura, there you are. ❞ A tentativeness ascribes itself to the words; his gaze is cast aside in brevity whilst brows furrow somedeal. ❝ I’ve been meaning to apologise to you; I believe I spoke without tact earlier. I never meant to trouble you by bringing up your time in Nohr: I was only curious, though that’s no excuse. I’ll do my best not to make transgressions of the sort a habit. ❞












