CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT IT

How he longed to rush forward and embrace his beloved brother; and yet something within him contained his excitement. Kapras?us was not a creature who tended to be afraid of others often, and yet he was strangely unsure how Jaeger would react to his sudden arrival. While he trusted the man fully, he also knew he could be wildly unpredictable, and prone to bouts of anger and even dramatic mood swings.

His emerald eyes were alight with curiosity as his brother circled him, following his movements with some of his own. Kapra's body shifted fluidly, unwilling to let his gaze leave his brother's own. "I find it terribly difficult to remain away from you for long," he confessed, somewhat apologetically, although his voice gained a pitch, becoming somewhat excited as he spoke. Of course he had seen what had occurred! He found almost nothing as fascinating as watching his brother. "You know what I saw, my dear br??ir. Wonderful lights from the heavens above! They must've been a gift from Freya herself!" He was getting away from the admission that Jaeger was trying to pry from him, and he knew it. His eyes narrowed, brows furrowing as he considered. "I saw you and Einvir fight, Jaeger; I mourned briefly for Freyleif, for what a beauty she was, but I suppose that was how the the Aesir and Vanir intended things to unfold, is it not?" He grinned, a charming expression that took hold of him and refused to fade.

It was a strange conversation, and not one he had been entirely prepared to face, despite the rumors that had surfaced -- Kapra knew that Jaeger was guilty of all the things he'd been accused of, but it did not bother the lanky man in the slightest. Perhaps he and Jaeger were meant to leave, after all -- he knew he felt strangely excited, even aroused by recalling the evening, and knew that most others did not feel the same way about such affairs.