Little scrib for @tohellsguardandback Vadal in a snazzy sweater they showed me a little while ago.

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Little scrib for @tohellsguardandback Vadal in a snazzy sweater they showed me a little while ago.
💋 for one introverted Ishgardian
A gentle embrace, if he would allow her to get close, one that would not linger too long but still be just as memorable.
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To go along with the answered ask by @tohellsguardandback
Daryin had never been his closest of relatives. His aunt had, most wisely in his opinion, raised the man away from the influences of the Charbonneau family and thus made him a normal member of Ishgardian society.
Or,well, as normal as Ishgardians can be.
It was why Silene looked up from his book when the other man sat down upon his knee and crossed his legs, Daryins rose colored eyes meeting Silenes amber ones without a word of explanation. In his hands he held two steaming cups that wafted the smell of dark black tea with the promise of sugar and cream towards him- an unasked for indulgence.
Neither men were really built for easy smiles, but they came where the other was concerned. They were alike in many ways, and the easy silence that stretched between them was only broken by the sounds of each other sipping on their cup of tea and the crackle of the fireplace before them.