[Half a second passes. For a moment he thinks he sees a particular brown-haired person out of the corner of his eye, and the thought that new Chosen might arrive today actually draws him to turn his head and look—
No, just another phantom image. Ha, he should have known better than to hope they'd leave him alone today... but this is far from the first time he's been forced to remember that mess of dreams in his waking hours, so his response to it is muted, ultimately only a faint expression of surprise followed by a shake of his head and a sigh.
[As he turns his head, they lean to the side, following his gaze to see...
...Nothing at all.
Huh.
He speaks to them again and they return their attention to where it's supposed to be, straightening up as if they hadn't been looking at anything at all.]
< It's fine, really. We got to know a little more about eachother too, so it's a good use of time, right? >
[His tone is a little more subdued when he replies.]
I'm glad you think so.
[Dante either politely says nothing about the absence of anything in particular to look at, or otherwise thinks they themselves have missed something. He wonders if they're making it intentionally easy for him, sometimes...
With a last glance at the box and letters, Altius gets to his feet, straightening his jacket.]
I'm going to go see what drinks they have to offer. Are you interested to see what kitschy glasses they might be using, or shall I see you another time?
[He's correct, at least to an extent. This place does things to people. Makes them do things, makes them see things, makes them speak about the things they aren't yet willing to talk about...
They've been on the other side, even just recently, and that's without considering the circumstances back home. Or the circumstance they carry with them every day.
Right now, it doesn't appear to be an emergency, so they see no reason to push. Though they do allow for a moment of silence before they respond, just in case he wants to say what he saw.]
< Another time. > [Not that they don't appreciate the offer] < I might see what else is here while I'm around and then head back. >
< ...Which will probably be longer than I think. >
[Rather than bringing up anything more about himself, he accepts the grace of silence he's been given, for whatever reason he has it. Today he's not going to look further into it. Instead, he lets out a sympathetic chuckle. Longer, most likely, yes...]
Hopefully we'll both find something else worthwhile.
[He strides past them with a friendly pat to their shoulder.]
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[They look off over Altius's shoulder and, after a moment, nod.]
< ...Yeah. That sort of thing is important, isn't it? Even if it's easier said than done. >
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It gets easier the more you do it.
[Half a second passes. For a moment he thinks he sees a particular brown-haired person out of the corner of his eye, and the thought that new Chosen might arrive today actually draws him to turn his head and look—
No, just another phantom image. Ha, he should have known better than to hope they'd leave him alone today... but this is far from the first time he's been forced to remember that mess of dreams in his waking hours, so his response to it is muted, ultimately only a faint expression of surprise followed by a shake of his head and a sigh.
Looking back to them, he says,]
... Thank you for humoring me today, Dante.
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...Nothing at all.
Huh.
He speaks to them again and they return their attention to where it's supposed to be, straightening up as if they hadn't been looking at anything at all.]
< It's fine, really. We got to know a little more about eachother too, so it's a good use of time, right? >
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I'm glad you think so.
[Dante either politely says nothing about the absence of anything in particular to look at, or otherwise thinks they themselves have missed something. He wonders if they're making it intentionally easy for him, sometimes...
With a last glance at the box and letters, Altius gets to his feet, straightening his jacket.]
I'm going to go see what drinks they have to offer. Are you interested to see what kitschy glasses they might be using, or shall I see you another time?
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They've been on the other side, even just recently, and that's without considering the circumstances back home. Or the circumstance they carry with them every day.
Right now, it doesn't appear to be an emergency, so they see no reason to push. Though they do allow for a moment of silence before they respond, just in case he wants to say what he saw.]
< Another time. > [Not that they don't appreciate the offer] < I might see what else is here while I'm around and then head back. >
< ...Which will probably be longer than I think. >
[Given the staff and all]
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Hopefully we'll both find something else worthwhile.
[He strides past them with a friendly pat to their shoulder.]
Until next time, Dante.