[ He's so happy Beat remembered... He doesn't talk about his commander much. Beat is only the third person in all of Songerein who knows how much he loved him--the first two have already departed.
It's hard not to smile at the memory of him, though, nor at the revelation that Beat has the same. ]
He's lucky to have someone who loves him as much as you do.
[The realization comes slow, but the blush comes fast and furious. Trahearne has a front row to Beat's entire face journey as everything sinks in, finally reaching a climax when he opens his mouth, his hands waving frantically in front of him.]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! Ain't said nothin' 'bout lovin' no one, yo! 'Specially not 'bout Phones!
[He speaks fast, practially tripping over his own syllables. It's... really quite a spectacle.]
[ The confused look stays on Trahearne's face; he observes as Beat goes through every emotion humanly possible, not quite understanding what he said warrants such a reaction.
But Beat's final exclamation causes him to lean back a bit, not exactly expecting the outburst or the speed at which he speaks. Trahearne blinks, taken aback, and his brows knit. ]
No, perhaps not. But your tone and eyes speak much louder than your words alone.
[I what? What was he going to say next? Okay sure, he can admit he admired Neku. And yes, he does care for Neku, just like he did Rhyme or any of their other friends but... Somehow, he feels like Trahearne doesn't mean it the way he was thinking.
So he stares at his Sylvari friend for a bit longer, mouth agape, eyes wide.
Did he love Neku like that?
Eventually, he turns to look away, diverting his gaze to the ground and hanging his head between his arms.]
[Beat shakes his head as he lets out a sigh, looking back up, a little read in the cheeks.]
Nah, nah. You's good, yo. It's jus'...
[He feels sheepish about the whole thing. But it wasn't as if he wanted to discount what Trahearne said either, despite his embarrassment. He reaches up to scratch the back of his head.]
It ain't really something I thought 'bout before, you know? Leas' maybe likin' Neku like that, you know?
[Beat smiles back. This certainly wasn't something he thought he'd talk about with someone like Trahearne but he trusted him, maybe to the same level he trusted Neku even.
Leaning closer to him, Beat nudges his arm with an elbow.]
Aight. Tha's enough 'bout me, yo. How's thing going with ya? You go on any more dates?
[While genuinely curious, the change of topic is hopefully enough to divert attention away from him.]
[ Well. If he so insists. Trahearne gets the sense that Beat doesn't want to talk about this anymore—he gets it—but he isn't expecting him to veer right into dates territory. ]
Besides my brother's appearance? I'm afraid not. [ He gives a little lopsided smile. ] No dates, either. I hate to say it, but your efforts may have been for naught.
[ This being mid-June means certain...things have yet to happen. ]
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Don't you got someone like that back home too? That second of yours you told me 'bout.
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[ He's so happy Beat remembered... He doesn't talk about his commander much. Beat is only the third person in all of Songerein who knows how much he loved him--the first two have already departed.
It's hard not to smile at the memory of him, though, nor at the revelation that Beat has the same. ]
He's lucky to have someone who loves him as much as you do.
1/9 I think
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done lmao
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! Ain't said nothin' 'bout lovin' no one, yo! 'Specially not 'bout Phones!
[He speaks fast, practially tripping over his own syllables. It's... really quite a spectacle.]
:)))))
But Beat's final exclamation causes him to lean back a bit, not exactly expecting the outburst or the speed at which he speaks. Trahearne blinks, taken aback, and his brows knit. ]
No, perhaps not. But your tone and eyes speak much louder than your words alone.
[ :) ]
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[I what? What was he going to say next? Okay sure, he can admit he admired Neku. And yes, he does care for Neku, just like he did Rhyme or any of their other friends but... Somehow, he feels like Trahearne doesn't mean it the way he was thinking.
So he stares at his Sylvari friend for a bit longer, mouth agape, eyes wide.
Did he love Neku like that?
Eventually, he turns to look away, diverting his gaze to the ground and hanging his head between his arms.]
I dunno, yo...
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Oh, was he off the mark, then...?
When Beat looks away, so does Trahearne. Instead, the sylvari stares out into the distance. ]
It's all right. You don't have to know.
[ Well. He didn't know for a long time, but that's not exactly the point here. ]
I apologise if I overstepped.
hi unkie sorry i took forever ilu :c
Nah, nah. You's good, yo. It's jus'...
[He feels sheepish about the whole thing. But it wasn't as if he wanted to discount what Trahearne said either, despite his embarrassment. He reaches up to scratch the back of his head.]
It ain't really something I thought 'bout before, you know? Leas' maybe likin' Neku like that, you know?
it ok c:
...Never mind that. ]
You are the only one who understands how you feel. [ He gives a small smile. ] Even if I am wrong, I can tell you care for him very much.
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Leaning closer to him, Beat nudges his arm with an elbow.]
Aight. Tha's enough 'bout me, yo. How's thing going with ya? You go on any more dates?
[While genuinely curious, the change of topic is hopefully enough to divert attention away from him.]
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Besides my brother's appearance? I'm afraid not. [ He gives a little lopsided smile. ] No dates, either. I hate to say it, but your efforts may have been for naught.
[ This being mid-June means certain...things have yet to happen. ]
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For real? Thought you had a coupla bites for the flower fest.
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[ Beat turns to face him, and Trahearne tilts his head in a small gesture of acceptance. ]
But nothing since.
[ No second dates or...anything, really.
He looks away, staring into the distance. ]
I am not particularly heartbroken over it, though. Romance will blossom when it will; perhaps now is not the time.