( Can you imagine still having firsts after so many thousands of years... because this is a first for Hwylryn - at least, as far as his memory extends. And he??? what does he do with this feeling?? normally he'd grasp this thing he wants and loves and he would hold it in his hands as his treasure and he would take it deep, deep underwater, and he would set it pretty in the kelp and the coral like a pearl, and he would keep it close and adore it, for however many hundreds of years, but he can't do that right now? he is beached, for better or worse, he can't steal Ish away into a home made of sea-shaped rock and whale bone, he can't just pick him up and put him in a clamshell and leave with him, and it drives him a little bit insane to be so, grounded, what is he supposed to do with this feeling except
just )
... That... makes me really happy.
( His hand comes to rest against Ish's cheek, cupping where he wants to grab (Ish, the concept of Ish, the whole of him). Anyway, he thinks Ish would like hearing that? And: )
... Does that make you happy?
( because that's what hwy wants to hear, he thinks. before he gets carried away. before he sweeps ish up in this current of great emotion, )
no subject
just )
... That... makes me really happy.
( His hand comes to rest against Ish's cheek, cupping where he wants to grab (Ish, the concept of Ish, the whole of him). Anyway, he thinks Ish would like hearing that? And: )
... Does that make you happy?
( because that's what hwy wants to hear, he thinks. before he gets carried away. before he sweeps ish up in this current of great emotion, )