Obvious it may be, Hythlodaeus still glows under the words. Squeezing Emet-Selch's hand, he smiles warmly and glances at their hands entwined.
"Words left unsaid for so long... said through this mysterious magic instead."
He glances up at his friend meekly. A serious talk about their feelings... long overdue, in his opinion. And with the magic of synchrony he doesn't have to find the exact words to convey just how he feels. Perhaps there are no words for how he feels. They pale in comparison to what he's trying to describe.
"Perhaps this is what we needed, hm?" A place where their feelings could so conveniently be expressed. Even if it hasn't been entirely pleasant- the blip into that future comes to mind- they've at least got each other, and everything has finally been laid bare.
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"Words left unsaid for so long... said through this mysterious magic instead."
He glances up at his friend meekly. A serious talk about their feelings... long overdue, in his opinion. And with the magic of synchrony he doesn't have to find the exact words to convey just how he feels. Perhaps there are no words for how he feels. They pale in comparison to what he's trying to describe.
"Perhaps this is what we needed, hm?" A place where their feelings could so conveniently be expressed. Even if it hasn't been entirely pleasant- the blip into that future comes to mind- they've at least got each other, and everything has finally been laid bare.