[A knot of coiled tension that Themis not been aware of releases as Emet-Selch speaks, as he responds to what he has to say. It slides down his spine and slips free, leaving him suffused with warmth and feeling slightly boneless - slightly listless. The mirrored reach of his hand causes his eyes to burn.
But tears do not fall. No, it is happiness that fills him fit to burst.
He had not been concerned, not really. But now he knew to never entertain the idea at all. Themis would always be himself, this was an aspect he had learned to embrace fully, that he would not change who he was - and to know that it would be accepted fully? Regardless of the slight put-upon tone - a farce, he knew - it sufficed him with so much joy. That he could express himself and extend his hand and have it grasped in turn.
A nod is his response to Emet-Selch's words about Byleth. It is a reasonable conclusion to make.]
He reminds me of our mutual friend in that way-
[Then Hythlodaeus makes himself known, and Themis straightens in his chair. He had known it was a possibility that the man could have been home, but to have that confirmed - and there is the confirmation that he had heard all that Themis had said to Emet-Selch. Well.
He did not hold himself back from Hades, nor would he do so with his other friend.]
No, his intentions and actions are only for the well-being of others, I assure you. Though, perhaps clumsily done. I would forgive such things considering the confusion and chaos his mind must have been thrown into.
[With a last lingering look towards Emet-Selch, Themis turns now towards Hythlodaeus.
Stands. Closes the distance between them.
And pulls his friend into a supportive, warm embrace. He had missed him oh, so very much, those memories of cold reception cannot touch Themis in this moment.]
What I had offered Emet-Selch, I offer now to you, my dearest friend. Whatever you may need, I am here for you.
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But tears do not fall. No, it is happiness that fills him fit to burst.
He had not been concerned, not really. But now he knew to never entertain the idea at all. Themis would always be himself, this was an aspect he had learned to embrace fully, that he would not change who he was - and to know that it would be accepted fully? Regardless of the slight put-upon tone - a farce, he knew - it sufficed him with so much joy. That he could express himself and extend his hand and have it grasped in turn.
A nod is his response to Emet-Selch's words about Byleth. It is a reasonable conclusion to make.]
He reminds me of our mutual friend in that way-
[Then Hythlodaeus makes himself known, and Themis straightens in his chair. He had known it was a possibility that the man could have been home, but to have that confirmed - and there is the confirmation that he had heard all that Themis had said to Emet-Selch. Well.
He did not hold himself back from Hades, nor would he do so with his other friend.]
No, his intentions and actions are only for the well-being of others, I assure you. Though, perhaps clumsily done. I would forgive such things considering the confusion and chaos his mind must have been thrown into.
[With a last lingering look towards Emet-Selch, Themis turns now towards Hythlodaeus.
Stands. Closes the distance between them.
And pulls his friend into a supportive, warm embrace. He had missed him oh, so very much, those memories of cold reception cannot touch Themis in this moment.]
What I had offered Emet-Selch, I offer now to you, my dearest friend. Whatever you may need, I am here for you.