Even when it meant waking up to horse cartoons or buried under your plethora of horse plushes. [ Stolas smiles softly, without the hint of pain that has haunted for the entire month. While he knows that something happened to Blitz in the years they didn't see each other, he doesn't know the details of it. Only that it caused a rift between Blitz and the people in his life - that it caused walls to go up. ]
Just as I am always here when you need it. If you should ever... need someone to talk to.
[ His feelings for Blitz haven't changed, even after the fights and history. Yet Stolas can't bring himself to say it at this moment, not when Blitz is staring at him in that way. Anxiety rises up in his chest and doesn't release until the imp finally speaks. Now it's Stolas who stares in shock that Blitz was going to ask him the same question.
With the release of anxiety, Stolas laughs lightly tiny hoots escaping unbidden. ]
Should a situation arise when we both have something to say again, you can go first, Blitzy. [ The return of the nickname, it's said softly with a lot of affection. ]
Careful. You might just find yourself under a horse pile when you least expect it. [ The corners of his mouth quirk slightly; maybe his horse collection here isn't as vast but there's enough for an emergency horse cuddle sesh if need be. ]
Thanks.
[ And maybe... the idea of perhaps eventually taking him up on that doesn't feel quite so terrifying - and that's what scares him. Would Stolas still feel that way or want anything to do with him if he knew what he did?
His brief reverie is broken and the fleeting darkness dissipates. His smile softens at the nickname. Before he'd thought that it had been mocking - just another way to degrade and treat him like an itty bitty imp. Now Blitz knows better. ]
You haven't called me that in a long time.
[ ... ]
So that's definitely a yes, then. In case me wanting to ask the same thing didn't make that clear; I want to go with you.
I do believe if I survived it once, I will again. [ It's endearing, how much Blitz loves horses and collects plushes of them. Surprising the first time he woke up like that, but knowing that Blitz had shared something he's passionate about warms his hollow bones. ]
You're welcome.
[ Blitz has seen the disaster that was Stolas' life for the most part. He also knows something happened in the imp's life, the scars alone are proof of that. The conversation on the balcony, Ozzie's words about the history with Fizzarolli and the way all the photos on the wall have Blitz's image scribbled out. It paints a picture of something tragic.
Oh, he wasn't entirely sure the nickname would be accepted considering the ways he had used it prior to everything changing. Seeing Blitz's face soften that way eases the rest of the anxiety from his chest that he started all this with. It's not perfect, and they've a long way to go, but it gives him hope that they can get through this. ]
I haven't. You... [ Stolas starts and stops that sentence, it feels Too Big right now. To say that Blitz is the light that cut through the darkness that was his existence with Stella. ] Being here with you and Via makes me happy.
[ It feels smaller, despite it being anything but that. The only thing that would make this place better is Blitz having the rest of his family here too (how nice that Loona's return isn't far off either). He leans down to brush a hand over Blitz's cheek gently, affectionately. ]
Yes, I quite gathered that but clarity is important. You'll have to be creative again.
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Just as I am always here when you need it. If you should ever... need someone to talk to.
[ His feelings for Blitz haven't changed, even after the fights and history. Yet Stolas can't bring himself to say it at this moment, not when Blitz is staring at him in that way. Anxiety rises up in his chest and doesn't release until the imp finally speaks. Now it's Stolas who stares in shock that Blitz was going to ask him the same question.
With the release of anxiety, Stolas laughs lightly tiny hoots escaping unbidden. ]
Should a situation arise when we both have something to say again, you can go first, Blitzy. [ The return of the nickname, it's said softly with a lot of affection. ]
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Thanks.
[ And maybe... the idea of perhaps eventually taking him up on that doesn't feel quite so terrifying - and that's what scares him. Would Stolas still feel that way or want anything to do with him if he knew what he did?
His brief reverie is broken and the fleeting darkness dissipates. His smile softens at the nickname. Before he'd thought that it had been mocking - just another way to degrade and treat him like an itty bitty imp. Now Blitz knows better. ]
You haven't called me that in a long time.
[ ... ]
So that's definitely a yes, then. In case me wanting to ask the same thing didn't make that clear; I want to go with you.
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You're welcome.
[ Blitz has seen the disaster that was Stolas' life for the most part. He also knows something happened in the imp's life, the scars alone are proof of that. The conversation on the balcony, Ozzie's words about the history with Fizzarolli and the way all the photos on the wall have Blitz's image scribbled out. It paints a picture of something tragic.
Oh, he wasn't entirely sure the nickname would be accepted considering the ways he had used it prior to everything changing. Seeing Blitz's face soften that way eases the rest of the anxiety from his chest that he started all this with. It's not perfect, and they've a long way to go, but it gives him hope that they can get through this. ]
I haven't. You... [ Stolas starts and stops that sentence, it feels Too Big right now. To say that Blitz is the light that cut through the darkness that was his existence with Stella. ] Being here with you and Via makes me happy.
[ It feels smaller, despite it being anything but that. The only thing that would make this place better is Blitz having the rest of his family here too (how nice that Loona's return isn't far off either). He leans down to brush a hand over Blitz's cheek gently, affectionately. ]
Yes, I quite gathered that but clarity is important. You'll have to be creative again.