[ He gives the hint of a pout at the 'maybe', but there's no protest. Only a soft huff as he buries his face a little more into the dragon's shoulder. And when he's put on the bed, he doesn't exactly rush to let go.
No, for just a moment, he's outright clinging to the opposite form. The briefest of trembles moves through his body as his fingers curl into the other being's shirt. ]
Sorry...
[ There's an apologetic mutter as he does pull back, smiling sheepishly in spite of the hint of tears. He hurriedly moves to dry his face, smiling a little brighter as he says the next words. ]
... See you soon.
[ There's something about those words - like they have some unspoken meaning, something far deeper than he's letting on. ]
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No, for just a moment, he's outright clinging to the opposite form. The briefest of trembles moves through his body as his fingers curl into the other being's shirt. ]
Sorry...
[ There's an apologetic mutter as he does pull back, smiling sheepishly in spite of the hint of tears. He hurriedly moves to dry his face, smiling a little brighter as he says the next words. ]
... See you soon.
[ There's something about those words - like they have some unspoken meaning, something far deeper than he's letting on. ]