This Is Not A Party
Scout
03-04-2019, 05:06 PM
It was hard to snap out of the dreamlike stupor that Velvette had put him in, despite the fact that he was very much not interested in her in the same way Balsam was. It was hard to deny her beauty, regardless of how he felt about her, which left him feeling like a fumbling mess. Somehow as they talked he managed to grow more relaxed, less concerned with what she thought of him, since she was clearly not paying much direct attention to him at all. He couldn't help but fantasize about what prize he might find (no impress Velvette, no less) and while he was uneasy about the journey and his goal he also wouldn't miss the adventure for the world. Part of him admired Balsam's eagerness, while the other wanted to keep an eye on him and keep him self - both those parts of him had led Sota here and would keep him here until, and if, Balsam decided to return home.
He was distracted by her again, allowing a moment to look her over as she glanced away, studying the horizon. "Ah, yes. The cold..." His voice drawled off as he tried to imagine how much colder it might get. Hopefully not much, he thought silently to himself. Surely further north the temperatures would grow more inhospitable but he had little interest in traveling that far. At least his wariness about the climate was mirrored by Velvette, and he felt less poorly now about complaining inwardly about it himself. He wondered how Balsam was faring in these colder lands. "I'm not sure," he admitted finally in response to Velvette's question. "Probably until Balsam finds something worthy of.. obtaining." Something worth of you, was what he really wanted to say, but he knew better than to ruin Balsam's chances by so much as implying his interest in Velvette now. "Are you after anything yourself?"
He was distracted by her again, allowing a moment to look her over as she glanced away, studying the horizon. "Ah, yes. The cold..." His voice drawled off as he tried to imagine how much colder it might get. Hopefully not much, he thought silently to himself. Surely further north the temperatures would grow more inhospitable but he had little interest in traveling that far. At least his wariness about the climate was mirrored by Velvette, and he felt less poorly now about complaining inwardly about it himself. He wondered how Balsam was faring in these colder lands. "I'm not sure," he admitted finally in response to Velvette's question. "Probably until Balsam finds something worthy of.. obtaining." Something worth of you, was what he really wanted to say, but he knew better than to ruin Balsam's chances by so much as implying his interest in Velvette now. "Are you after anything yourself?"
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