❛ oh ren — you uh , scared me a little. ❜ but he wasnt upset , no , in fact he’s glad to have the company now. reunited with friends from beacon , learning the truth about this world , salem , gods ; it was all so much to take in at once. in truth , neptune didnt know how to feel or what to think , but he did know he would do everything in his power to save this world.
❛ wanna sit down ? i brought a blanket — just incase it got cold out. ❜ he removes the small covering from his shoulders and offers it towards the latter , hoping it would entice them into staying ; too nervous to ask himself. he needed a friend to confide in , someone he could trust and feel safe with. the rest of his own team had already passed out in their room as if none of this was a shock ; like it was an every day thing to hear. thanks the gods for gifting neptune with his social skills — ren was someone he could trust.
for someone who so often kept to themselves, ren was someone people often sought to confide in. they would take pride in knowing that even a casual acquaintance like neptune thought them worthy of something like innermost thoughts. unfortunately, ren tended to be a little dense, needing to think a little too hard about social cues before they sunk in. they mouth a quiet “ sorry ” at the other, placing a hot mug of tea on the coffee table, before taking the offering with a grateful nod. the common room of the mistrali safe house was a little chilly, it was starting to reach that time of year, and ren wasn’t yet equipped with the clothing to battle the cold they’d face heading north to atlas. wrapping the blanket round themselves, ren perched on a lounge chair adjacent to neptune, tucking in the corners before clasping hands around their mug again.
‘ can’t sleep either ? ’ @vaslia cont.
