[ The knives would seem to indicate a willingness and ability to cause destruction of some sort. She is the first he's noticed carrying weapons this way, and soon provides a reasonable explanation for the familiarity of the practice. ]
Then it seems our homes have more in common with one another than with this city.
[ The personal tutorial he receives on the device's functionality would be invaluable on its own, and Essek is not disappointed to be left behind by the bus in the meantime. Temporary as it may be, this is an escape. He also proves a quick study. Alien as this technology is, it will take some getting used to, but his grasp on what the device is capable of and how to operate it on a basic level is much improved.
The implication of her baffled response to their assigned pose is that she finds it shockingly tame, which is bad news for him. If he is considered prudish even by Kryn standards, what does that make him here? He can stomach the embarrassment involved in getting to his knees and offering a kiss of his choosing when weighed against the promised rewards, but there is a high likelihood that he will quickly come up against something he cannot bring himself to do. With his brow similarly furrowed, he returns his device to his wrist. Whatever his concerns, he cannot abandon the effort before he's begun. The thing to do right now at least is obvious. Cautiously resolute, he agrees, ]
It is an unusual pose, but I am willing. Let us see if a kiss on the cheek will suffice.
[ This is likely the point where she will realize that all this time he has been hovering several inches in the air, concealed by the drape of his long cloak. When his feet touch the ground and he ends the spell, he's gone from slightly taller than her to several inches shorter with her boots taken into account. The square around them is bustling, and after a somewhat self-conscious glance around them, Essek sidesteps closer to the stand itself and further out of the path of foot traffic. With a sweep of dark, heavy fabric, he sinks to his knees before he can think too much about it. ]
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Then it seems our homes have more in common with one another than with this city.
[ The personal tutorial he receives on the device's functionality would be invaluable on its own, and Essek is not disappointed to be left behind by the bus in the meantime. Temporary as it may be, this is an escape. He also proves a quick study. Alien as this technology is, it will take some getting used to, but his grasp on what the device is capable of and how to operate it on a basic level is much improved.
The implication of her baffled response to their assigned pose is that she finds it shockingly tame, which is bad news for him. If he is considered prudish even by Kryn standards, what does that make him here? He can stomach the embarrassment involved in getting to his knees and offering a kiss of his choosing when weighed against the promised rewards, but there is a high likelihood that he will quickly come up against something he cannot bring himself to do. With his brow similarly furrowed, he returns his device to his wrist. Whatever his concerns, he cannot abandon the effort before he's begun. The thing to do right now at least is obvious. Cautiously resolute, he agrees, ]
It is an unusual pose, but I am willing. Let us see if a kiss on the cheek will suffice.
[ This is likely the point where she will realize that all this time he has been hovering several inches in the air, concealed by the drape of his long cloak. When his feet touch the ground and he ends the spell, he's gone from slightly taller than her to several inches shorter with her boots taken into account. The square around them is bustling, and after a somewhat self-conscious glance around them, Essek sidesteps closer to the stand itself and further out of the path of foot traffic. With a sweep of dark, heavy fabric, he sinks to his knees before he can think too much about it. ]