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While a large part of his unawareness as to who he has just began conversing with is due to his ignorance, another part is that he can no longer find the desire to care—a rather crude way of putting it. He no longer cares for the diplomacy or politics that surround established places; cannot push himself enough to gather any interest in it and burrow into the specifics of it all.
Does he know the name of the Sovereign under which he is but a simple citizen? Of course, but beyond that Avallac'h hadn't felt inclined to do anything more after coming to find a loose sense of community beneath the banner of the Dawn Court.
Just as he hadn't felt inclined to learn more than the barest of details about the Dawn Court.
This place, the Court, was not home. It was just one of the many other sites he found himself in his long life. It was a dispiriting view, but he is tired of much. Nevertheless, he would try to make the best of it and keep a smile on his face all the while.
(However, were Avallac'h aware of who he is in the presence of, the other would have nothing to fear. He would treat the other no differently than he would any other stranger. He has seen the worse of Sovereigns, has been one himself, and knows.)
Despite the delicacy of the other's reply, one thin enough to be carried off by the breeze and swept away before it could ever reach Avallac'h's own ears, he is able to hear them. Nodding in acknowledgment of the stranger's reply, warm smile in place the entire time, he can see how one might frequent this place. He knows why he would.
It is not the same -no place ever will be- but it is close enough. That is all that matters. Nothing here has to mend the cavity inside of him, only cover it. Did he wish for something that would occupy that hollow space?
Yes. How dearly he wished for something that would.
Still gazing out into the rolling grasses after making light conversation, he is surprised when the other asks him to join them. It is rare for another to do such a thing — normally it is Avallac'h asking such questions. Not the other way around. Giving nothing away in terms of his surprise, only one of his ears curves towards the other in interest.
He returns the other's smile easily. The curve of it on his lips bringing out his age.
"As do I," he agrees, "It would be a pleasure to join you." And it was true. Readily moving to join the other as they began to move, the grasses around kindly parted. Brushing against the fabric of his cloak, against the worn bandages around his leg, they accepted each of his steps with a gentle sway.
When, at last, he can finally place a name to the face before him, Avallac'h's smile brightens for a moment before returning to its constant dormant state. "A pleasure to meet you, Po." He says, finding himself concluding quickly after that it would be somewhat rude to give out his entire name when the other's was so simple. "I am Vall." He reveals, catching up to the other yet remaining just a step or two behind. After all, this land is still rather new, and Po was the one to ask if Avallac'h would like to join him. It was only proper that Avallac'h allows them to lead.
Able to make conversation in any situation, he finds himself capable of doing just that. "Forgive me if you do not wish to answer any questions, but do you frequent this place often? Or do you find yourself gravitating elsewhere?" He curiously asks, glancing towards the shorter man as he does before taking in the setting around them. "I merely ask because you see, I am rather unfamiliar with the land in general. It is why I was rather pleased with coming across a place such as this." He says, willing to divulge some information that could clearly reveal to another about him being a rather recent arrival.
He had no qualms doing this, however, not when such a position has become rather familiar to him by now — the position of being new and on foreign soil that he knew nothing about. It wasn't an uncomfortable position, in his opinion, merely an old one he was tired of finding himself in.
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Does he know the name of the Sovereign under which he is but a simple citizen? Of course, but beyond that Avallac'h hadn't felt inclined to do anything more after coming to find a loose sense of community beneath the banner of the Dawn Court.
Just as he hadn't felt inclined to learn more than the barest of details about the Dawn Court.
This place, the Court, was not home. It was just one of the many other sites he found himself in his long life. It was a dispiriting view, but he is tired of much. Nevertheless, he would try to make the best of it and keep a smile on his face all the while.
(However, were Avallac'h aware of who he is in the presence of, the other would have nothing to fear. He would treat the other no differently than he would any other stranger. He has seen the worse of Sovereigns, has been one himself, and knows.)
Despite the delicacy of the other's reply, one thin enough to be carried off by the breeze and swept away before it could ever reach Avallac'h's own ears, he is able to hear them. Nodding in acknowledgment of the stranger's reply, warm smile in place the entire time, he can see how one might frequent this place. He knows why he would.
It is not the same -no place ever will be- but it is close enough. That is all that matters. Nothing here has to mend the cavity inside of him, only cover it. Did he wish for something that would occupy that hollow space?
Yes. How dearly he wished for something that would.
Still gazing out into the rolling grasses after making light conversation, he is surprised when the other asks him to join them. It is rare for another to do such a thing — normally it is Avallac'h asking such questions. Not the other way around. Giving nothing away in terms of his surprise, only one of his ears curves towards the other in interest.
He returns the other's smile easily. The curve of it on his lips bringing out his age.
"As do I," he agrees, "It would be a pleasure to join you." And it was true. Readily moving to join the other as they began to move, the grasses around kindly parted. Brushing against the fabric of his cloak, against the worn bandages around his leg, they accepted each of his steps with a gentle sway.
When, at last, he can finally place a name to the face before him, Avallac'h's smile brightens for a moment before returning to its constant dormant state. "A pleasure to meet you, Po." He says, finding himself concluding quickly after that it would be somewhat rude to give out his entire name when the other's was so simple. "I am Vall." He reveals, catching up to the other yet remaining just a step or two behind. After all, this land is still rather new, and Po was the one to ask if Avallac'h would like to join him. It was only proper that Avallac'h allows them to lead.
Able to make conversation in any situation, he finds himself capable of doing just that. "Forgive me if you do not wish to answer any questions, but do you frequent this place often? Or do you find yourself gravitating elsewhere?" He curiously asks, glancing towards the shorter man as he does before taking in the setting around them. "I merely ask because you see, I am rather unfamiliar with the land in general. It is why I was rather pleased with coming across a place such as this." He says, willing to divulge some information that could clearly reveal to another about him being a rather recent arrival.
He had no qualms doing this, however, not when such a position has become rather familiar to him by now — the position of being new and on foreign soil that he knew nothing about. It wasn't an uncomfortable position, in his opinion, merely an old one he was tired of finding himself in.
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