[ Siffrin meets his gaze, words in mind, in heart, but there's a lot they won't say. Couldn't say. Yves, who is so honest and forward with his emotions and words, and Siffrin can't even do that for him. Terrible.
Their head dips, offering a sheepish look and an easy smile. ]
Sorry, I forgot what I was going to say. [ (...) ] ..Though, there is something? It was.. something Lucas was helping me with earlier. During the "trial" stuff.
[ Siffrin doesn't answer right away, gloved hands starting to fiddle with one another. After a moment a hand rests against their chest, taking a deeeeep breath in...
and out. ]
It wasn't important. He was just.. being nice to me. [ (...) ] It was about the "red." He was.. helping show me what shade that is.
[ A glance to those hands, which comes with a flicker of guilt on their expression. Thinking of how needy they are, with a never-ending appetite that constantly wants to search out for any contact.
And like the leech they are they do reach out, gently brushing fingers over a hand until they rest their hands there. As always, Yves is so kind. ]
I don't want to make a big deal out of it and bother everyone as a whole.. [ It isn't that they mind Yves though, considering they're telling him now. ] The way that it is - my world doesn't have "colors." We only have shades.
[ it is a kindness that comes automatically to him, and without fear. he'll automatically hold right back onto siff's hands, curling his fingers around theirs. his thumb brushes against the back of their hands in idle little strokes as they talk ]
... I don't think that it'd be a bother, but I understand wanting to keep things close to the chest.
Is there a way I can help you with it, if it comes up again?
[That hold is grounding, and they release another breath as they settle into it. How long will this last until people stop reaching out? May as well enjoy it while they can.. right?]
..I did think you'd understand. [ And respect if Siffrin wants to keep it on the downlow. They really do cherish his kindness. ] I'm.. not too sure? I think I'm getting familiar to being able to tell what might be "red" after Lucas helped compare it to something else during the Trial.
[ But before Heaven, it never came up so it's hard to think of how to deal with it. They peer curiously up at Yves, head tilted a little. One hand does gently pull away, just to raise up a little towards Yves's hair. It doesn't touch or anything, just drawing near as they think. ]
I know Lucas's hair is "gold" which is close to darkless, and to me your hair is a slightly dark shade. Darker than Lucas's, but not perfectly lightless.
[ --Oops. As if suddenly catching themselves, they quickly drop that hand back down and give Yves his space back. ]
[ yves doesn't seem to mind, his gaze drifting toward siffrin's hand but not really pulling way - if anything he tilts his head to lean toward it like that might help close the distance again?
but then siff is pulling away first, and yves just smiles ]
You don't need to say sorry. I don't mind. But... I'd say you're right.
[ he looks thoughtful ]
Should we go to the garden? I can point out shades to you, if it might help to make it easier to reference later. We can take pictures and label them, so you can reference them later if it comes up.
[ Sorry Yves, Siffrin is too afraid of ruining everything. Even if they did take a note of that head tilt and are probably still thinking about it even when Yves patiently smiles at them. ]
..Mm..
[ Little nervous finger taps. Though their head perks up again, blinking at that offer. The.. garden? It comes unexpected, with clear surprise, letting that offer sit. Pictures.. despite how strange some of the technology works, Siffrin does know photos and if they could do all of that then...
(Your heart flutters a little. A strange feeling. Something soft, something warm, and.. oh you- you haven't replied at all.) ]
That is.. if you want to? I'd.. [ ... ] ..Like that.
[ Taking a walk through the garden with their glasses of wine sounds like a nice way to spend their time than to sit and worry about other things. ]
[ very clearly, in terms that can't be misunderstood or doubted. if there is anything yves is good at, it's making it so very clear that he cares very much for the person in front of him. he'll shift so that he can offer his hand then, his wine glass in his other hand.
but they can at least head toward the garden to make good on exactly what he said, taking advantage of all the colors in bloom ]
[ Listen this is geuninely the nicest thing someone has offered to do for them unprompted? Without being asked? They're so touched, they almost want to cry. ]
I am..
[ It leaves with no room to argue coming from Yves, that confidence and clarification. Even if Siffrin questions simply because of bad brain thoughts. Trying to ignore it, focus instead on that offer of a hand that they gently take while holding onto their own glass with their other hand.
As they step into the garden, Siffrin looks quietly around, searching to see if there are any that are familiar. Two of them sorta are but... takes a sip of their wine to chase their nerves. ]
[ yves will look around when they arrive at the garden, curious... and then he'll take a second to squeeze siff's hand first before letting go. he'll offer his own wine glass over as he gives them a smile ]
Can you hold onto this for me? I'll go and pick you a rainbow—that should give us the basic array of colors, and then we can look at different lightness or darkness after. Sounds like a plan?
[ Their gaze flickers back to him at that squeeze, blinking a few before registering what it is he means to do. Siffrin doing their best not to look disappointed when his hand leaves theirs. Without question that they miss the warmth of it.
But they will take his glass with ease and offer a nod. ]
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Their head dips, offering a sheepish look and an easy smile. ]
Sorry, I forgot what I was going to say. [ (...) ] ..Though, there is something? It was.. something Lucas was helping me with earlier. During the "trial" stuff.
[ A whisper moment. ]
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[ if he suspects a thing, he doesn't suggest it at all. instead, he just looks curious ]
Oh? With Monsieur Lucas? What is it?
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and out. ]
It wasn't important. He was just.. being nice to me. [ (...) ] It was about the "red." He was.. helping show me what shade that is.
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I see... Monsieur Lucas is really helpful for things like that, huh? I relied on him a lot when I was growing up, too.
Do you need assistance with that type of thing, Siff?
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And like the leech they are they do reach out, gently brushing fingers over a hand until they rest their hands there. As always, Yves is so kind. ]
I don't want to make a big deal out of it and bother everyone as a whole.. [ It isn't that they mind Yves though, considering they're telling him now. ] The way that it is - my world doesn't have "colors." We only have shades.
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... I don't think that it'd be a bother, but I understand wanting to keep things close to the chest.
Is there a way I can help you with it, if it comes up again?
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..I did think you'd understand. [ And respect if Siffrin wants to keep it on the downlow. They really do cherish his kindness. ] I'm.. not too sure? I think I'm getting familiar to being able to tell what might be "red" after Lucas helped compare it to something else during the Trial.
[ But before Heaven, it never came up so it's hard to think of how to deal with it. They peer curiously up at Yves, head tilted a little. One hand does gently pull away, just to raise up a little towards Yves's hair. It doesn't touch or anything, just drawing near as they think. ]
I know Lucas's hair is "gold" which is close to darkless, and to me your hair is a slightly dark shade. Darker than Lucas's, but not perfectly lightless.
[ --Oops. As if suddenly catching themselves, they quickly drop that hand back down and give Yves his space back. ]
S-sorry.
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but then siff is pulling away first, and yves just smiles ]
You don't need to say sorry. I don't mind. But... I'd say you're right.
[ he looks thoughtful ]
Should we go to the garden? I can point out shades to you, if it might help to make it easier to reference later. We can take pictures and label them, so you can reference them later if it comes up.
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..Mm..
[ Little nervous finger taps. Though their head perks up again, blinking at that offer. The.. garden? It comes unexpected, with clear surprise, letting that offer sit. Pictures.. despite how strange some of the technology works, Siffrin does know photos and if they could do all of that then...
(Your heart flutters a little. A strange feeling. Something soft, something warm, and.. oh you- you haven't replied at all.) ]
That is.. if you want to? I'd.. [ ... ] ..Like that.
[ Taking a walk through the garden with their glasses of wine sounds like a nice way to spend their time than to sit and worry about other things. ]
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I do want to, and I'm glad you're up for it.
[ very clearly, in terms that can't be misunderstood or doubted. if there is anything yves is good at, it's making it so very clear that he cares very much for the person in front of him. he'll shift so that he can offer his hand then, his wine glass in his other hand.
but they can at least head toward the garden to make good on exactly what he said, taking advantage of all the colors in bloom ]
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I am..
[ It leaves with no room to argue coming from Yves, that confidence and clarification. Even if Siffrin questions simply because of bad brain thoughts. Trying to ignore it, focus instead on that offer of a hand that they gently take while holding onto their own glass with their other hand.
As they step into the garden, Siffrin looks quietly around, searching to see if there are any that are familiar. Two of them sorta are but... takes a sip of their wine to chase their nerves. ]
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Can you hold onto this for me? I'll go and pick you a rainbow—that should give us the basic array of colors, and then we can look at different lightness or darkness after. Sounds like a plan?
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But they will take his glass with ease and offer a nod. ]
That sounds good to me. Take your time.