[Wilhelm prizes whatever attention Rhy wants to give him. He likes quiet moments spent wedged side by side as much as the bright, bubbly ones they've shared in taverns. Maybe even more so. His question could mean nothing in particular, or it could mean exactly what Rhy wants it to mean. Truthfully, he can't help the things his thoughts often bend toward in Rhy's presence.
The gift takes him by surprise. Taking the tiny bundle, he pulls it open to reveal the laboriously crafted frog inside. His eyes flick back to Rhy, and a smile curves his lips. Now he understands why he asked him what his favorite animal was a few weeks ago.]
You made this? [He sounds both impressed by Rhy's handiwork, and...affected by the thought he'd put into the gift. Fingers tracing the smooth planes of wood, he studies the frog.] It's awesome...!
[Carefully enclosing the carving in his hand, he loops his arms around Rhy to pull him into a hug. His voice softens to a murmur.]
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The gift takes him by surprise. Taking the tiny bundle, he pulls it open to reveal the laboriously crafted frog inside. His eyes flick back to Rhy, and a smile curves his lips. Now he understands why he asked him what his favorite animal was a few weeks ago.]
You made this? [He sounds both impressed by Rhy's handiwork, and...affected by the thought he'd put into the gift. Fingers tracing the smooth planes of wood, he studies the frog.] It's awesome...!
[Carefully enclosing the carving in his hand, he loops his arms around Rhy to pull him into a hug. His voice softens to a murmur.]
Thanks, Rhy.