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[ How Stern ever convinced him that traveling across the water in that box to accompany him to find a "bar" (a tool of some kind, he assumes) is beyond Yllit. Admittedly things had seemed much less painstaking before he discovered their destination to be beyond the vast body of water, requiring a ride in that cage--and this time he meant it. Much of his time within in had been spent fumbling around the interior, entirely disoriented and repeatedly asking how much time was left before their arrival.

At least it had had windows. And it was past nightfall--if it hadn't been Yllit shuddered to think of how horribly he might have further embarrassed himself, though anything more than what he currently felt seemed impossible. To be so obviously overcome with ineptitude in front of Qui'sol was...well, partially mortifying. Not because of a desire to appear impervious and hardened to whatever came his way, but to at least not have been so horribly debilitated.

But he's recovering from that now, finally, after sitting on the port and soaking himself in the moonlight while trying to catch his breath. His glowing hair and eyes garner obvious attention from the sailors at the docks, but he's kind of leering up at Stern right now 8| THOROUGHLY UNIMPRESSED. ]

That was...awful.

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[ Stern's quick to steady him and maneuver him towards the chair closest to the window, knocking it open with his elbow to let the fresh air in. ]

You alright?

[ Yllit has himself seated so close to it it isn't funny |D and he'll be quickly sucking in the fresh air ]

I am...fine. It is not a great discomfort. [ yes it is ]

You sure?

I will survive without incident Stern.

...I'm glad. [ He'll sit himself down as well, leaning back on his chair with a pleased sigh. ]

[ sob he will just lean against the wall closest to the window and soak up that...winter air, yep. Ears still twitching, trying to take in as much as possible. At least with the window open he has a way of grounding himself ]

Why is it you had to come here, or all places?

[ He shrugs. ] It's familiar. And a good source of information. You can get lost in crowds like this, they're good places if you're running from someone, within seconds you'll just become another head in the crowd.

[ ...he only sort of understand that description ]

Then...it is a place for gathering among others.

Yeah. [ A gathering of generally unpleasant people who are likely to punch you if you're looking at them funny. BUT THAT'S NOT THE POINT. ]

Why do they not traverse to the dwelling in which many of the Qui'sol like you live? [ aka the tower ]

The Tower? [ He thinks about it for a second before shrugging. ] They don't really like us I think. We're different from them, strange, capable of things they generally aren't.

We humans have a tendency not to like things we don't understand.

That much I am well aware of. [ Ghanbal was the only real exception back home ): ]

It's stupid. [ He shrugs again. ]

...You do not believe in this philosophy?

No. Those things haven't done anything to earn my ire, so I've got no reason to hate them.

.... [ YOU GET STRANGER AND STRANGER EVERY TIME HE TALKS TO YOU ]

[ STRANGER IN A GOOD WAY? ] Some of my closet friends have been people others hate for being different.

[ ...;w; yes ]

Undeserved ill-will seems...frequently given among Qui'sol.

It's one of our many flaws.

[ ....oh damnit stern why do you have to just accept that, now he almost feels bad ]

What? [ He sees that look mister, why are you giving it to him? ): ]

...I have not observed you to be so much like other Qui'sol. You have...[aaauuughhh] ...you are unlike them. It is good.

[ Did he just?

Stern can't help but laugh, covering his face with his hands. It's so weird, hearing someone say that his strangeness is good. ]

[ sdgskdgs YES WELL NOW HE FEELS EMBARRASSED THANKS A LOT. His ears perks right up and then drop and he hastily turns to face the window instead of Stern B( aauuughhhhhhhhhhh ]

[ WOW LIT, WAY TO BE RIDICULOUSLY ADORABLE. ]

Thanks...

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