dawnstread
you look.. ethereal as always, helia.
memokeeper
dawnstread
this necklace.. i know it's precious to me. but i.. don't remember why.
dawnstread
helia.. ? oh. you're awake. ( ... ) did you sleep well?
dawnstread
⋆ at first, hemera gave no indication that he had noticed the memokeeper's arrival. though perhaps that was because he had failed to do so entirely. as he'd become incapacitated as a result of a skirmish, and now the wound had gotten infected. for now he lay resting, riding out the worst of his fever. but crimson hues settled upon the blonde, gaze softening with recognition. ⋆ .. helia? that's you, isn't it?
artifexes
oh dear! i truly apologize, i thought this did not belong to anyone!
memokeeper
⠀⠀ ৎ ﹡ ៹⠀ @artifexes ꓹ ⠀ ⠀“⠀it's quite alright, this lightcone （..） one has no use to it anymore.⠀”
dawnstread
if you’re a memetic entity, ( … ) does that make you corporeal to the touch or not.. ? ⋆ gently, hemera’s gloved hands touch to a pale cheek. and yet there it rests, the physical presence unyielding. though.. his face had gained a light dusting of pink. ⋆ my.. apologies. you’re the first memokeeper i’ve encountered.. i’d simply grown curious.
memokeeper
⠀⠀ ৎ ﹡ ៹⠀ @dawnstread ꓹ ⠀ ⠀“⠀it is truly a surprise of you to find some solace to my otherworldly presence, it is appreciated wholeheartedly.⠀” ⠀ even if he were stoic, helia heeded on the request and felt───cordial. ⠀ “⠀then, i will do as you wish.⠀” ⠀ a small smile graced. ∗⠀⠀i kid you not i gighled so bad im honna cry i love them sm.
dawnstread
.. i see. helia, i know this may seem strange of me to ask. but — - ⋆ he pauses, apparently nervous. or perhaps on edge. hemera had rarely allowed his emotions to be expressed, or even noticed at all. ⋆ but when i’m with you, ( … ) would it be alright if you kept it this way? i feel.. at ease, when i can feel your presence.
memokeeper
⠀⠀ ৎ ﹡ ៹⠀ @dawnstread ꓹ ⠀ ⠀it merely shook one's head, the touch to one's cheek───though fleeting, is felt. for they understood his interest. ⠀ “⠀i feel it when i permit my form to. though i no longer possess a physical form, one can however control which can be felt.⠀”
dawnstread
/ rose in my mouth
memokeeper
∗⠀⠀haiii hsr rpc pleek cb