Truth be told, I do not know if I qualify for either.
[ Perhaps amused, the laugh does not fade from Sion's voice, his smile colored by fondness (enamored by the idea of 'boy meets boy', the scenario plays without pause in his mind's eye, giving rise to memories: good ones, where Kanda's aloof disposition and ill-temperament gave color and life to an otherwise barren existence) and umasked intrigue. Lavi is... an incredible sort of person, he thinks. Protective of others (his partner) and of himself (by virtue and by nature, to be a Reclamation Agent is to be the essence of neutrality, but Sion cannot help but wonder if there is more to the way Lavi dares not to hold his gaze for long), Lavi keeps his distance through a brisk manner of cheer, with ease that is commendable, and posture which...
...is delightful, really, to the Director. To Sion, who would not even think to dream of kicking up his feet to rest atop his desk, Lavi is something close to "cool" and free of spirit. ]
I simply go where I am needed; the people of Leith are suffering, and if I am able to aid them, I will.
[ And then, there is Sion himself, the Company man who wears his heart on his sleeve. Someone who is honest, forthright to a single point, for no being alive is without their secrets, and Sion keeps them where he seeds a need to protect; where it would be a burden to others, to know the truth, and so he weathers it alone in silence. ]
In times of crises, what people are most in need of is an ally. As such, the Company will stand by Leith, and I will stand beside the good men and women on the ground. The administration should not remain sequestered away within Old Town's command post.
[ Not when so very, very many have been deployed and put within that fire's reach.
Still, Sion follows Lavi's line of sight, golden eyes fixed upon the viewing pane and all that lay beyond— ]
In any case, my heart is glad that Kanda has found an ally in you, and yourself one in him.
[ 'Needing a team' and being 'new to people'... both are crises in their own way, are they not? ]
Lavi— [ Here, he cants his head to the side, the long fall of his hair cascading down, over his shoulder as his smile gentles with an easy, natural extension of camaraderie: ] I would like for you to know... that you may call me 'ally' as well, if you wish.
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[ Perhaps amused, the laugh does not fade from Sion's voice, his smile colored by fondness (enamored by the idea of 'boy meets boy', the scenario plays without pause in his mind's eye, giving rise to memories: good ones, where Kanda's aloof disposition and ill-temperament gave color and life to an otherwise barren existence) and umasked intrigue. Lavi is... an incredible sort of person, he thinks. Protective of others (his partner) and of himself (by virtue and by nature, to be a Reclamation Agent is to be the essence of neutrality, but Sion cannot help but wonder if there is more to the way Lavi dares not to hold his gaze for long), Lavi keeps his distance through a brisk manner of cheer, with ease that is commendable, and posture which...
...is delightful, really, to the Director. To Sion, who would not even think to dream of kicking up his feet to rest atop his desk, Lavi is something close to "cool" and free of spirit. ]
I simply go where I am needed; the people of Leith are suffering, and if I am able to aid them, I will.
[ And then, there is Sion himself, the Company man who wears his heart on his sleeve. Someone who is honest, forthright to a single point, for no being alive is without their secrets, and Sion keeps them where he seeds a need to protect; where it would be a burden to others, to know the truth, and so he weathers it alone in silence. ]
In times of crises, what people are most in need of is an ally. As such, the Company will stand by Leith, and I will stand beside the good men and women on the ground. The administration should not remain sequestered away within Old Town's command post.
[ Not when so very, very many have been deployed and put within that fire's reach.
Still, Sion follows Lavi's line of sight, golden eyes fixed upon the viewing pane and all that lay beyond— ]
In any case, my heart is glad that Kanda has found an ally in you, and yourself one in him.
[ 'Needing a team' and being 'new to people'... both are crises in their own way, are they not? ]
Lavi— [ Here, he cants his head to the side, the long fall of his hair cascading down, over his shoulder as his smile gentles with an easy, natural extension of camaraderie: ] I would like for you to know... that you may call me 'ally' as well, if you wish.