[ The warmth of Sampo's hand had been nice. What a shame. Elysium doesn't chase after it, though, nor does the ghost of it leave any lingering imprint for him to rue.
But his words elicit an instinctive reaction: how his mouth parts just the slightest bit and how he wants to laugh again to expel his surprise. There's no guising the former; the latter he swallows halfway through. ]
… That so. [ Well, well. That's new. Elysium stalls on the intonation of it more so the compliment itself; was it his good hearing influencing it, or did it just tickle his ear? ] Lucky for you that you get to hear it so often.
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But his words elicit an instinctive reaction: how his mouth parts just the slightest bit and how he wants to laugh again to expel his surprise. There's no guising the former; the latter he swallows halfway through. ]
… That so. [ Well, well. That's new. Elysium stalls on the intonation of it more so the compliment itself; was it his good hearing influencing it, or did it just tickle his ear? ] Lucky for you that you get to hear it so often.