little shadow's bed and breakfast

*Eris* · (This post was last modified: 06-05-2019, 12:54 PM by Eris.)

The rhythmic sound of his breathing soothed her. She could tell by the way his muscles began to relax that the herbs were working to their full effect, which was a blessing from Tor herself. There was precious little she could do for him - at least, that's what it felt like. Nothing could account for each breath she took, which she owed to him. It was unshakable. He had a pull on her now... maybe forever.

Eris didn't like the idea of a debt she was unable to call in, but she did like the idea of having a reason to make him stick around. He was clearly strong and brave, qualities that the Ademre valued deeply. In her homeland, he would be a powerful warrior in his own right. Perhaps the values of her people might appeal to him. "I wonder what it tastes like, then. Sour? Sweet?" She pondered, picturing something strange and foreign. Was it green? Blue? What the flesh watery, or pulpy? Did it have a texture like meat? Eris tended to prefer berries and scavenged food, in part due to her ability to locate it by herself. There was something extra delicious about self-reliance. "I want to find one and eat it with you."

When he spoke and pulled her closer, Eris was genuinely surprised. Affection wasn't a currency to the Ademire - it was the entire community. Even the fighters bore down to be close the pack and their loved ones. Connections with each other strengthened you, gave you something to fight for. Without your love for your people, you were completely unmooreed.

She carefully chose not to acknowledge his words. Even in his medicated state, she didn't want to pry. For this to be his epitome of happiness, he must have had a difficult life. "Let me tell you about my people." She murmured instead. "In our homeland, there's an enormous tree. Beneath the tree lies a series of stones..." And she went on to detail the fighting rituals of the Ademre, how your prowess was paramount to your ranking and, in part, to the respect you received from others.

"I think you would fit right in. We have a secondary way of communicating emotions that are deeply felt, like this -" She murmured and then signed the Ademic for warm smile, followed by the one for deep affection. "Then you can be gruff as you like, while still communicating your inner thoughts."

"Speech."

Ademic

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