[A speech, should he have expected it? It was so hard to tell when it came to Darkleer. Sometimes it seemed like he'd rather plate his mouth shut rather than utter a single word. But Summoner listens, feeling his face grow hot as his words continue, his paws kneading into the cloth of his cloak slightly as he stands there, unable to move, not wanting to interrupt.]
[Everything the other says continues to only make him feel worse, worse...yet... better. He can't describe it. Darkleer is right, how they meet, how Summoner can't help but bother him, speak to him, he enjoys it despite Darkleer's past which he can just barely remember now. He can't help how he reaches out into the dark place Darkleer seems to hide in, wanting to stay there and remain untouched by the world. Maybe he really is drawn to the impossible? And Darkleer would have seemed so impossible at first... he did seem impossible at first.]
[A slight laugh. Funny that Summoner had to venture so deep to finally be close enough to touch him, but yes, it's fear that stops him from wanting to move the few inches further. False romance is all he knows, and all he wants to know, all he can know. It would be cruel to act on these emotions knowing he couldn't fully give to Darkleer what the other wants.]
[Summoner's eyes wandering over him and that word strikes him hard, he almost flinches. Feeling his body heat up, it's as though that word sent a shock through him and he's still listening through waves of unrecognizable sound, beating through his skull. He should say it back.]
Lay down. [Said as he steps back, his voice quiet, fangs gripping his lower lip.]
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[Everything the other says continues to only make him feel worse, worse...yet... better. He can't describe it. Darkleer is right, how they meet, how Summoner can't help but bother him, speak to him, he enjoys it despite Darkleer's past which he can just barely remember now. He can't help how he reaches out into the dark place Darkleer seems to hide in, wanting to stay there and remain untouched by the world. Maybe he really is drawn to the impossible? And Darkleer would have seemed so impossible at first... he did seem impossible at first.]
[A slight laugh. Funny that Summoner had to venture so deep to finally be close enough to touch him, but yes, it's fear that stops him from wanting to move the few inches further. False romance is all he knows, and all he wants to know, all he can know. It would be cruel to act on these emotions knowing he couldn't fully give to Darkleer what the other wants.]
[Summoner's eyes wandering over him and that word strikes him hard, he almost flinches. Feeling his body heat up, it's as though that word sent a shock through him and he's still listening through waves of unrecognizable sound, beating through his skull. He should say it back.]
Lay down. [Said as he steps back, his voice quiet, fangs gripping his lower lip.]