[That should clue Temenos in on how necessary kissing him was.
Ah... But he's correct in that this does hurt, but it's a pain he can endure without fuss. That isn't the issue here. It's that strange sense of warmth, comfort, that Lobelia has never felt.
No, he's felt this sort of comforting security before, but it's been years and years and years, back when Maman and Papa were still alive. How strange. How strange and oddly disquieting.
That revelation results in Lobelia's uncharacteristic silence, watching the magic that glows from Temenos' hands with a smile no less forced than before despite the easing pain.]
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[That should clue Temenos in on how necessary kissing him was.
Ah... But he's correct in that this does hurt, but it's a pain he can endure without fuss. That isn't the issue here. It's that strange sense of warmth, comfort, that Lobelia has never felt.
No, he's felt this sort of comforting security before, but it's been years and years and years, back when Maman and Papa were still alive. How strange. How strange and oddly disquieting.
That revelation results in Lobelia's uncharacteristic silence, watching the magic that glows from Temenos' hands with a smile no less forced than before despite the easing pain.]
Merci. I'm feeling better already.