[A simple enough answer, but they both know it isn't.
His grip on the crown tightens briefly before he opts to take it apart. It's something to keep himself distracted with, to ignore the occasional ache that comes from his tattoo when he can sense Riku pulling away from him. Ven remains where he is, shifting the flowers as he braids them in a different way.]
And looking at the stars.
[He knows Riku cares - in his own way.
The older (younger?) Keybearer has always been accepting of Riku, even telling him how he "likes his darkness" when they first met. That's not likely to change now, and he can't help but wonder: what would happen if Terra or Aqua were here? Would Ven be drawn to them instead?
No, probably not, he muses.
His tattoo aches, a small pang of loneliness that usually comes from thinking about his two lost friends.]
no subject
[A simple enough answer, but they both know it isn't.
His grip on the crown tightens briefly before he opts to take it apart. It's something to keep himself distracted with, to ignore the occasional ache that comes from his tattoo when he can sense Riku pulling away from him. Ven remains where he is, shifting the flowers as he braids them in a different way.]
And looking at the stars.
[He knows Riku cares - in his own way.
The older (younger?) Keybearer has always been accepting of Riku, even telling him how he "likes his darkness" when they first met. That's not likely to change now, and he can't help but wonder: what would happen if Terra or Aqua were here? Would Ven be drawn to them instead?
No, probably not, he muses.
His tattoo aches, a small pang of loneliness that usually comes from thinking about his two lost friends.]
Guess I just really wanted some fresh air.