… Discerning the nature of what it is that you hear when all else is quiet—
[ With a slow gesture, fluid with grace, Sion shifts to set his mug of tea back, atop the table, before turning to better face his friend; Lapis, who throws herself into her work (as he so often is guilty of doing himself), who has wholeheartedly received a guest as so very late an hour (just as he would, if Lapis should ever show up upon his doorstep), and who is very much in need of a decent night's sleep, her weariness apparent to his ever-discerning eye, for...
...they are very much the same, in so very many facets.
(If he can grant her some measure of peace, he will.) ]
—and why it is the sound resonates as something familiar.
[ Giving pause, he lifts a newly-freed hand, tapping a fore and index finger lightly to his own temple: ] My time in the military has left me changed; it took its toll, but not without leaving some good in its wake.
It is within my ability, to see the things which people carry with them. Integrated here— [ A second tap to his temple before his hand falls away, coming to rest neatly atop his lap. ] —is a biometric scanning system.
It may shed some light on what you are able to do, Lapis. [ Gently: ] Helping you in this way... is more selfish of me than you think.
[ Though his following laugh is light, a featherweight thing which warms the air surrounding, there is something indiscernible about it. Something ephemeral and bittersweet.
Lapis... that day when we stood hand-in-hand against the world... it will always be one of my most cherished memories. ]
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[ With a slow gesture, fluid with grace, Sion shifts to set his mug of tea back, atop the table, before turning to better face his friend; Lapis, who throws herself into her work (as he so often is guilty of doing himself), who has wholeheartedly received a guest as so very late an hour (just as he would, if Lapis should ever show up upon his doorstep), and who is very much in need of a decent night's sleep, her weariness apparent to his ever-discerning eye, for...
...they are very much the same, in so very many facets.
(If he can grant her some measure of peace, he will.) ]
—and why it is the sound resonates as something familiar.
[ Giving pause, he lifts a newly-freed hand, tapping a fore and index finger lightly to his own temple: ] My time in the military has left me changed; it took its toll, but not without leaving some good in its wake.
It is within my ability, to see the things which people carry with them. Integrated here— [ A second tap to his temple before his hand falls away, coming to rest neatly atop his lap. ] —is a biometric scanning system.
It may shed some light on what you are able to do, Lapis. [ Gently: ] Helping you in this way... is more selfish of me than you think.
[ Though his following laugh is light, a featherweight thing which warms the air surrounding, there is something indiscernible about it. Something ephemeral and bittersweet.
Lapis... that day when we stood hand-in-hand against the world... it will always be one of my most cherished memories. ]
It would help me be at ease.