Oh, you mean... [ not the one with rosalie. grimaces. ] I can try...
[ a nice feeling. a nice memory... so, one from when they were kids. it's fuzzier, but maybe - back when iris first pulled something out of his sketchbook for him. it was garbage, really - just some crappy sketch of a flower, after they'd talked about how cool some demiflora powers must be. but laurence had never seen anything like it, and was filled with wonder and delight.
maybe that's good enough? but there is, of course, some wistfulness tied to that memory from the present-day laurence - and still confusion because he doesn't quite understand why kaworu came to him with demands like this, but he'll ask in a minute. ]
[It's enough for now. The feeling is warm like a hearth and it settles him for the moment. So even though the wistfulness bleeds in a few moments later, it's easier for him to take. He sighs softly and leans against Laurence.]
You saved me. My head hurts. Everyone feels too much.
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[ a nice feeling. a nice memory... so, one from when they were kids. it's fuzzier, but maybe - back when iris first pulled something out of his sketchbook for him. it was garbage, really - just some crappy sketch of a flower, after they'd talked about how cool some demiflora powers must be. but laurence had never seen anything like it, and was filled with wonder and delight.
maybe that's good enough? but there is, of course, some wistfulness tied to that memory from the present-day laurence - and still confusion because he doesn't quite understand why kaworu came to him with demands like this, but he'll ask in a minute. ]
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You saved me. My head hurts. Everyone feels too much.
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Sorry. We just have to live with it. I thought you wanted to know more about things like that, though?