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[verflair]

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This is X'rhun Tia. I have been informed that the purpose of this "voicemail" is for the caller to leave me a message. Please feel free to do so.

...Now if only I knew how to retrieve these messages.

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[adelphoi]

[ well, if there's one thing that can help her to momentarily forget her grief, it is bringing up foolish politics. alisaie sighs hard, and rolls her eyes. ]

Aye, I am of a mind to agree with you. How nice it much be, to enjoy the privilege of warring with your neighbor.

[ it's not like there's a world-eating storm out there or anything. ]

[verflair]

It is as they say, ignorance is truly bliss.

[ This, with a sage nod and a sip of his drink. ]

The tension seems to have ramped up in the wake of the winter holidays, as well.

[adelphoi]

[ it puts a bad taste in her mouth, and alisaie frowns bitterly - but at least she's irritated by the usual things, rather than her loss and grief. ]

I suppose it was good while it lasted. We must needs take care, moving forward.

[verflair]

But of course.

You know, if you should need anything— anything at all— all you have to do is call.

[ She has called him before, so it may be a redundant offer, but he wants her to know that she is not alone, despite recent losses. ]

[adelphoi]

[ alisaie's expression gentles, the hard edges of her mouth and eyes going soft, and her eyelids flicker low for a moment, a new rush of grief rising in her throat, pricking at her eyes.

for all she might be aching inside, her heart chafed raw, she knows full well that in many other ways, she is fortunate. thank the gods for x'rhun, that he remains here still, by her side, as stalwart as ever. ]

Thank you, Rhun.

[ she says, softly, mustering for him a weary yet warm smile, lifting her eyes to his face again. ]

The same goes for you, of course, should ever you need it.

[verflair]

[ For a moment, he’s wondering if he heard her correctly, ears swiveling in her direction, suddenly alert. Her offer nearly goes unnoticed, he’s so hung up on the moment that preceded it. ]

What did you call me?

[adelphoi]

[ alisaie's eyebrows lift, and all at once her face flushes a warm pink; gods, it had just.. sort of slipped out - had she stepped on his toes? ]

Ah.. I - that is..

[verflair]

[ It's only when color rises to her cheeks that he realizes how that must sound. He reaches over, resting his hand atop one of hers. ]

Don't misunderstand, my dear. I'm not offended. Quite the opposite, actually.

[adelphoi]

[ the knot in her stomach begins to loosen immediately, and alisaie exhales slowly, softly. ]

Sorry, I - all right. I wasn't sure of the etiquette, it just - slipped out.

[ and she had seen lyse do it with m'naago and y'shtola.. ]

[verflair]

It’s quite all right. It… it’s a sign of closeness.

[ His hand still rests over hers, and he gives it a light squeeze. ]

You are like a daughter to me, and it fills me with joy to hear to call me by my given name.

[adelphoi]

[ his words, and the gentle squeeze of his hand, offer her more comfort than anything could. ]

I shall do what I can to make a habit of it, then.