i am the mace, the map, the fall and the high
It is the delight in her laugh, in her gilded eyes that draws him in. Reave had known happiness before, but this is something entirely different. There is a sweetness, an innocence he’s not certain he has ever had. His life had been born on a harsh reality while hers had only known what youth should know.
It’s hard to say whether he is drawn to it because it is something he has never truly had or if it is because he merely wishes to see how long it would last in the face of reality. Whatever the case, he finds himself wishing for more, a deep and hungry appetite so different from her hunger for exploration.
Her reply pleases him a great deal more than he could say. Favoring her with an impish delight and slightly crooked smile, he washes the visions away until it is just the two of them in the water facing one another. He can see her desire for more written all around her, and he very much wants to give her that. Though perhaps not in a way she had anticipated.
In a way, it makes the game all the more enticing.
He steps closer, the water rippling away from him as he moves. His blue eyes are fixed on her, curiously intent as he considers her question. When he is finally close enough for his muzzle to hover a bare hair's-breadth from her cheek, he murmurs evocatively, “If you want to know what else, you’ll have to come with me to find out.”
reave
@[Israfel]