The minor divinity nodded to the words, accepting them, though seeming, perhaps, confused by some parts of them.
"As you wish. We will go together."
A frown creased their brow more than their mouth as Eshar watched the bead of chaos disappear into Aurin's pocket.
"That you may keep. I want nothing of it."
Anger rumbled in their aura but it was directed at the object, not the one who had pocketed it.
"If you hold it while you ply your Masquerade it will aid you. Be careful with it. If one who is not as skilled as you with the rune attempts to use it the results will become... unstable."
The implication in the last word was that the bead would not be harmed but the one who was trying to use it most certainly would be.
"When we leave this place we will not be connected as we are now but the little thing I did to be able to sense you will remain, and you can pray to me when we are apart, if you want."
There was flirtation in the suggestion that Aurin might pray to them, a sort of teasing that included him rather than leaving him outside it. He was not expected to worship them, it said, but it was a useful tool to communicate should they need it, and a part of Eshar quite obviously liked the idea of him praying to them. Stepping closer, till they were so close anyone seeing would think they were about to kiss, Eshar added, sounding worried,
"I do not know all that the Mists did to you. Keep a close watch on yourself, and if you sense anything that is not healing, or is growing worse inside you, pray to me and I will do what I can."
Then they did kiss, and, unlike all the chaste, comforting kisses of connection they had shared through their no-time, there was heat in this one. When it broke Eshar laced their hands together, grinned, and winked them out of one existence, back into another.
"As you wish. We will go together."
A frown creased their brow more than their mouth as Eshar watched the bead of chaos disappear into Aurin's pocket.
"That you may keep. I want nothing of it."
Anger rumbled in their aura but it was directed at the object, not the one who had pocketed it.
"If you hold it while you ply your Masquerade it will aid you. Be careful with it. If one who is not as skilled as you with the rune attempts to use it the results will become... unstable."
The implication in the last word was that the bead would not be harmed but the one who was trying to use it most certainly would be.
"When we leave this place we will not be connected as we are now but the little thing I did to be able to sense you will remain, and you can pray to me when we are apart, if you want."
There was flirtation in the suggestion that Aurin might pray to them, a sort of teasing that included him rather than leaving him outside it. He was not expected to worship them, it said, but it was a useful tool to communicate should they need it, and a part of Eshar quite obviously liked the idea of him praying to them. Stepping closer, till they were so close anyone seeing would think they were about to kiss, Eshar added, sounding worried,
"I do not know all that the Mists did to you. Keep a close watch on yourself, and if you sense anything that is not healing, or is growing worse inside you, pray to me and I will do what I can."
Then they did kiss, and, unlike all the chaste, comforting kisses of connection they had shared through their no-time, there was heat in this one. When it broke Eshar laced their hands together, grinned, and winked them out of one existence, back into another.
End