[Seymour stops when Blade approaches him with his handful of mugs of hot cocoa, one eyebrow raised. And then a cup is held out to him, and he just... stares at it for a moment, as though he can't quite understand why it's being offered. Fortunately, it's only a moment before his manners kick in and he accepts it with a nod, cradling it in his hands to savor the warmth.]
I thank you, though I do hope this wasn't meant for someone else...
[The mug is certainly bringing a little bit of feeling back to his hands, he can't deny that much. Apparently not all of the stinging pain was from keeping things locked away inside rather than sharing them with others...]
... I believe we all could, after this week. And not just because of the weather.
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Date: 2025-11-24 04:35 am (UTC)I thank you, though I do hope this wasn't meant for someone else...
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Date: 2025-11-24 04:56 am (UTC)[To be honest he does like everyone here, there is nobody who would be denied hot chocolate on such a cold day.]
You looked like you needed a little warmth anyway.
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Date: 2025-11-24 05:08 am (UTC)... I believe we all could, after this week. And not just because of the weather.
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Date: 2025-11-24 05:26 am (UTC)It's been difficult with everyone having to keep their distance, hasn't it?
[Blade himself likes physical contact, so this week has been awful for him.]
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Date: 2025-11-24 05:45 am (UTC)I suppose, if one is fond of that sort of thing. But as a maester and a high priest, it would be frowned upon for me to engage in such casual contact.
[It's a lie, but he doesn't really care to tell the truth.]
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Date: 2025-11-24 06:10 am (UTC)Not even a handshake or fist bump?
[That sounds so lonely!]
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Date: 2025-11-24 06:34 am (UTC)Why would I do such things?
[In Spira you bow?]