There's really not much I want on a concrete scale, aside from what I'm already working towards. Are their things I like? Sure. But commanding people what to do is boring. It's far more interesting to see what they'll do of their own accord when they're not worried about what anyone thinks of them, or when they're willing to put forward part of themselves in pursuit of desire.
( making up for his lack of word count in those three one word tags )
You know, you're pretty fun to talk to.
( He figured that might have been it, but - here we are, conversational. It took him however many comments to bring up the trade, and he's not about to improve his pace. )
Mmmm . . .
( He considers this for a moment, combing through what he has, and what he can let go.
Finally, he sets down his glass and brings up his wrist with the bracelet. He taps the gemstone. )
This can still be ground into poison, right?
( He's not trading this but he'll be able to contextualize it better if he has a sense of whether it still has its non-magical properties or not. )
[ tilting his head. he assumes that hwylyrn already knows he wouldn't want a bracelet, so he continues. ]
I assume so. I'm not any kind of healer in the proper sense of the word, but your clothes came with you as is. [ accessories are part of an outfit, it is written. ]
( sick that saves him having to test it on someone )
It came in a pair. This gemstone kills, but its twin heals. Me and . . . ( he falters, briefly - and that air turns into a mist, a prelude to rain, ) . . . me and my twin, we both had a matching set. They were stones just for us.
( The weather lingers, then seems to clear... barely. His backdrop remains misty. )
... I gave the stone that heals to a witch named Melissa, a long time ago. She was lovely, and passionate. She wanted to sail to the ends of the world, beyond the spirits' end. She was much braver than me. And so . . . I gave her this memento, though it linked me to my twin.
For Akira's history here, and his safety, let me trade you my recollection of Melissa. I won't know why I'm missing half of what remains to connect me to my other half, and I won't recall a witch that I loved, who affected and inspired me. I won't know when I lost it, simply that it's gone.
Are you offering me this because you think it's a fair price to pay? Or are you offering it to me because you think I don't know what love is?
[ his gaze is sterner, but this time he actually will elaborate. ]
Or rather...because you think I've experienced it and it's hurt me in ways that I'm not capable of comprehending or articulating? I'm not something or someone to be pitied, who doesn't know any better and is lashing out against the worlds in anger or misunderstanding. I'm not a child, even if I am the youngest attendant.
I am who I am because I would do anything for her, anything and everything she needs even if she never realizes it herself. Because humans are the one who betrayed us and even if she forgives, it doesn't mean I have to.
Love can't hurt me, because the only I've ever loved is her. And she could hate me, kill me, rewrite my existence, and I wouldn't feel a single ounce of pain.
( Ohhh this is about his goddess, isn't it... He tucks away this lore.
Hwy listens, with interest. The mist dissipates as Ish speaks, leaving Hwy at a neutral - nothing in particular projected. It seems to him that Ish has a lot in his heart - and, possibly, no one to talk to about it. And if what he said as Witch was right, then he may not have seen this goddess, this love, this madonna, for awhile, either... because of what humans have done.
But he's met a lot of people like this - people who are so wrapped up in their own hearts they cannot see the things beyond it. It isolates them.
For all Ish claims to be more than a child, his refutation sounds, to Hwylryn, at his age, like the calls of a sad one. )
Ish. Witch of Ruin, and our host, and devotee of his Goddess— Ish.
Our relationship with love is very different.
I offered you my price with the motive of equity. You know quite a bit about me - possibly, because I've shared it all and I cannot recall. Lying to you would be silly, right?
I love Akira. I love my brother. I love Melissa. These are all things that are true to me.
( And not all his loves are equal, no. This is why he offered to trade Melissa for Akira, and not his twin for Akira.
This is why he offered to trade Melissa, and not the recollection of even the bracelets.
It is his love of Gwawlyn that is lynchpin and foundational. If there is a love that overwhelms him, it is for him and him alone.
Akira is not worth that. He will only trade Melissa for this. )
I won't tell you that I'm sorry what happened to you, because you have found a way to get on. Right? You resent them, and so you carry on in this way. You love her, so you carry on as you do. Tragedy happens, and it has.
I am mired in my own tragedies of love. It sounds to me you aren't.
And so, I am happy for you.
But it means we're not alike. And I'm not like these other voices you address, who deride you and pity you.
I am only Hwylryn, and I'm balancing my own loves on a scale, as much as it may hurt. I like learning more of you, but when it comes to these matters of business... Please understand, I have my hands full thinking of myself.
...fine, then we can make a deal. But I don't want your memories of Melissa. [ he was about to accept them before, but- ]
You said you have interest in me, and that it's just because you do, but that's not a satisfactory enough answer. I'll admit I understand your emotions less because I've spent more time with humans than any other species.
So I'll trade you the knowledge you seek, but in return you need to trade me the knowledge I seek, until I'm satisfied. Do we have a deal?
[ setting down his own cup to hold out his right hand, the one stained bright red. ]
( You know, accepting an open-ended deal like that is a terrible idea... but, he considers this - and on the hierarchy of things to offer, he feels there are worse things. )
Unlimited knowledge in exchange for limited knowledge, huh? I'm gonna have a rough time if I need anything else.
[ despite how it looks, his hand feels just as you would expect. warm, living. he's careful not to scratch hwylryn's own with what can almost be considered claws. the hum that permeates the air is undoubtedly magic, even through dulled senses. ]
Contractus Cauda. [ he lets go and leans back. ]
For my end: I didn't take Akira. The only ones I took from that world are you, Cain, and Bradley.
There is a sense of relief that crosses his heart when Ish says Akira has been spared - but the emotes about him suggest he's still not letting himself relax. )
And you don't intend to take him in the future?
( That is the second part of what he asked initially, but it's up to Ish if he honors this bit of knowledge. )
( too bad because hwy looks really happy he's (not) asking - though it might be that his mood is improved thanks to the certainty that akira won't get pulled in here, too.
his aura shifts, and petald drift through the air, like petals flowing down a stream. the emotion is unclear, but it's apparently not negative. )
He gave me torta di cocco.
( please understand how dire is "i can't escape loving people" situation is. he made a deal for a guy he barely knew but would do way too much for. this is why only death could save him, )
It was all that he'd have left for the whole day, but he wouldn't take my gemstones or anything for it. He just gave it to me for free. Plus, he's really cute, and sweet, and caring. He's fun to talk to, his reactions are cute, he has lots of friends he cares about...
( And then, slightly sadly: )
And he said we could meet again the next day, together. It'd been a long time since someone said that to me... and that never really happens once they know I'm a dragon. I don't know. He just makes me really happy. But...
( akira is why balthazar died lol 💖 so as he trails off, his brows furrow slightly, his expression slightly more complicated. )
[ well sure, it is now Story time. ish doesn't mind listening, and though there's no weather affects to gauge his mood by, he seems more settled and like his usual self when he speaks again. ]
They say food is the way to the heart, and sometimes it is that simple. [ but that's really not it here, is it? he knows that innately so he continues, even if he doesn't understand. ]
So if I said we could meet again tomorrow, you'd fall in love with me?
( Well, Ish isn't the protagonist so he is at a disadvantage here...
Hwylryn makes that melodic hum, thinking about it genuinely. He didn't have the time to reflect on what it is about Akira that so moved him before coming here, so this is his first. He might be more playful with his answer normally, but a deal's a deal - when it comes to pacts with spirits and things, he isn't the sort to be cagey until the other party raps his desk and claims something's within scope. )
If you meant it. If it meant something to you.
( He can't speak on every case with certainty, but he thinks that might be the throughline here. He felt a ripple in the water of his heart's surface when he met Akira - and Akira, in turn, seemed to feel something in turn. And so they reached out to one another. )
I have no community, and for much of my life I've traveled alone. ( Such is the nature of magical creatures in Mahoyaku land... innately isolated, centuries of missed connections, despite best efforts. ) I think... when you want to reach out to connect, and someone reaches back to take your hand... It's pretty rare that happens. So it's hard not to want to hold on tight, you know?
[ ish wonders briefly, if this is how she felt before—
it's a curious thing. ]
I could mean it, but not in the way your heart cries out for. Though, it surprises me that you've found it rare. For every person who is needy, they'll always be someone who wants just as much.
( He won't deny that he's needy. A long body's for coiling and clinging, literally and metaphorically, )
Even Akira and I couldn't connect, in the end. No matter how much we wanted it. Because there are things about myself I won't compromise on - and there are things he couldn't.
A lot of people are self-conscious of that fact, so they'll pull back before they reach out . . . But I don't care for people who have nothing they won't compromise on. ( Someone who's so desperate they'll truly do anything. ) So I'm the one who pulls my hand away.
In fact, I think . . . I like people who won't compromise on anything.
So your taste, despite being voracious, is also rather picky? Or...you just grow bored if it's too easy. But on the other hand, someone who didn't meet you all the way, couldn't satisfy you fully either.
That really is a mess of an appetite!
[ sorry that he's just saying that and making his own assumptions which might not be exactly right. he still has to ask the proper question of what he traded for, but he's kind of just :mewsive:, just missing the whiskers and ears. ]
( Hwylryn doesn't mind - in fact, he seems pleased to hear Ish's thoughts on him (is there any juicier gossip than knowing how someone perceives you?). His previous refutation - where he spoke quite a bit more than he normally might - was rooted largely in the fact that he wanted something: to make a deal. And his own lack of clarity was preventing that. He did not course correct or refute the impression in the several exchanges before ... simply because he was curious to hear more of how he was perceived.
Ah, hubris.
Regardless. )
Well, even when I do meet someone truly to my tastes, they don't really last forever, anyway. Whether to old age, or bad luck . . . I end up right back where I started. I think I've spent more of my life searching for someone than being with those people ... given how long they last.
( Hwylryn seems a little surprised Ish returns to the topic - it makes sense once Ish asks it, because Hwylryn knows he explained Nothing, but he didn't think Ish thought much of it.
I forget if Hwylryn set down his drink or not but at some point he did (gaslighting) so now he's gonna munch on that pear while he thinks.
It's not like he has no reason, but the question of "why" is interesting. This isn't like Junior, where he can go down an endless list of endearing things he likes about him. It's like... hmmm... )
... I think you're someone I could've had a lot of fun with in a different situation.
( Like, actual fun. Ish knows his theatrics and dramatics, and guess what Hwy enjoys. )
Since, mmmm... I can't forgive you for harming the people I care for, and I was in the middle of something when you brought me here, but I don't know how much I mind what you've done to everyone else.
( Somehow, "I can't forgive you," and "but I enjoy you" still coexists. This is, after all, how he felt for Snow and White - and how his feelings have settled toward Akira and Akira's friends. I like you. I can't forgive you. It's a little maddening to live with.
In any case - when one later sees him be chill about Shiv's death, it might suggest, yeah, he really doesn't mind that much. Some have suggested they cared about a different set of relationships in past loops(?), but the idea is too abstract and hypothetical for Hwylryn to worry over it or lay it at Ish's feet. )
So, there's that. As for the rest...
( He chews on pear, studying Ish... )
I think you're interesting. I guess... I think you project one thing and you don't want people to see what else there is. Is it something tender and raw? Is it something ugly and personal? I don't know if I'll be the one who gets to see it, but I like talking to you, and I like seeing other people talk to you. Because sometimes I get to see bits and pieces of what you seem reluctant to show.
( And then, with equal gravity, he continues: )
Plus, you taught me to play cards. Oh, and it's funny to see you get riled up when I find a way to tease you. And I like how you don't get why I do things, but you let me do them and you try to understand them anyway.
( He smiles. )
I think we're doing the same thing, in a way. Right? We both don't get the other person. So we're wondering what makes them tick. I like that I don't understand you, so I always have something to wonder about. Isn't that better than being bored? ... I think that's more than enough reason to like something.
[ ish generally isn't good at schooling his expression, but he does keep his fairly neutral throughout. there might be a slight huff at projection, but it's much more minor than you might expect. ]
Well—if I was made for anything, it was to understand humans. You're not human, so it makes sense that I don't understand you. But it still digs at me, you know? Birds will always try to fly towards the sky, frogs will always return to the pond at one point or another.
You remind me more of an animal than a human, and trust me, that's a compliment. [ he hadn't been sure until this conversation, but now he's just coded Hwylryn as a critter. ]
And boredom is terrible. Luckily, I've always been good at creating a mood wherever I go, as long as there's someone around for me to play with.
[ he takes a final sip, finishing his drink. ]
If you want me to teach you more things ask, and if I'm in the right mood, I'll teach you. Just don't forget that I'm not human either.
[ not surprisingly, he is sir not addressing any part that has to do with the bits and pieces of himself. but maybe the rest of this answer says enough. ]
( Hwy seems to preen when Ish says he certainly reads more like a creature than person - and, if he were still in his dragon form, he probably would be preening quite strikingly. He's proud of what he is - strange and incomprehensible though it may be, especially for someone perhaps created to dissect the hearts of humanity. )
Are you in the right mood right now?
( If you give a Hwyl a cookie... he says this half-jokingly, but, still - not entirely in jest.
He doesn't mind that Ish sidesteps this thing, the way Ish has sidestepped these other things. When there are things he wants to know, he will push, as he pushed forward with that deal - but these other things can come and go with the tide. If Hwyl is meant to know them, he'll uncover them.
More than anything, he loves to play. So they have these things in common. )
. . . I did wonder why your magic felt so warm. ( He wouldn't say Ish feels "warm" right now, per se - but . . . hmmm . . . It makes him surprising. Layered? Like this faucet of him, different than Hwyl expected. ) I think if you were as straightforward as a human, it wouldn't be so fun to come over and play.
( Ah, the Goddess, is it... He has to wonder how Ish ended up the way he is when his mother-creator was rich with sunshine. (Where's the American sitcom of Ish's family with Ish as the weird goth child,) (ykw i'll just assume that's what his canon is)
But that's interesting, too. )
I'm only ever honest. ( But he seems quite happy Ish accepts it, this time around. ) What's a fun game to play? The castle has card games, board games, that table with the balls on it . . .
( Pool, he means. Not that he knows what it's called. Whatever Ish thinks might be fun for two people who aren't really human, he'd be happy to learn. )
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[ did you miss him being wordy. ]
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You know, you're pretty fun to talk to.
( He figured that might have been it, but - here we are, conversational. It took him however many comments to bring up the trade, and he's not about to improve his pace. )
Mmmm . . .
( He considers this for a moment, combing through what he has, and what he can let go.
Finally, he sets down his glass and brings up his wrist with the bracelet. He taps the gemstone. )
This can still be ground into poison, right?
( He's not trading this but he'll be able to contextualize it better if he has a sense of whether it still has its non-magical properties or not. )
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I assume so. I'm not any kind of healer in the proper sense of the word, but your clothes came with you as is. [ accessories are part of an outfit, it is written. ]
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It came in a pair. This gemstone kills, but its twin heals. Me and . . . ( he falters, briefly - and that air turns into a mist, a prelude to rain, ) . . . me and my twin, we both had a matching set. They were stones just for us.
( The weather lingers, then seems to clear... barely. His backdrop remains misty. )
... I gave the stone that heals to a witch named Melissa, a long time ago. She was lovely, and passionate. She wanted to sail to the ends of the world, beyond the spirits' end. She was much braver than me. And so . . . I gave her this memento, though it linked me to my twin.
For Akira's history here, and his safety, let me trade you my recollection of Melissa. I won't know why I'm missing half of what remains to connect me to my other half, and I won't recall a witch that I loved, who affected and inspired me. I won't know when I lost it, simply that it's gone.
How does that sound?
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Are you offering me this because you think it's a fair price to pay? Or are you offering it to me because you think I don't know what love is?
[ his gaze is sterner, but this time he actually will elaborate. ]
Or rather...because you think I've experienced it and it's hurt me in ways that I'm not capable of comprehending or articulating? I'm not something or someone to be pitied, who doesn't know any better and is lashing out against the worlds in anger or misunderstanding. I'm not a child, even if I am the youngest attendant.
I am who I am because I would do anything for her, anything and everything she needs even if she never realizes it herself. Because humans are the one who betrayed us and even if she forgives, it doesn't mean I have to.
Love can't hurt me, because the only I've ever loved is her. And she could hate me, kill me, rewrite my existence, and I wouldn't feel a single ounce of pain.
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Hwy listens, with interest. The mist dissipates as Ish speaks, leaving Hwy at a neutral - nothing in particular projected. It seems to him that Ish has a lot in his heart - and, possibly, no one to talk to about it. And if what he said as Witch was right, then he may not have seen this goddess, this love, this madonna, for awhile, either... because of what humans have done.
But he's met a lot of people like this - people who are so wrapped up in their own hearts they cannot see the things beyond it. It isolates them.
For all Ish claims to be more than a child, his refutation sounds, to Hwylryn, at his age, like the calls of a sad one. )
Ish. Witch of Ruin, and our host, and devotee of his Goddess— Ish.
Our relationship with love is very different.
I offered you my price with the motive of equity. You know quite a bit about me - possibly, because I've shared it all and I cannot recall. Lying to you would be silly, right?
I love Akira. I love my brother. I love Melissa. These are all things that are true to me.
( And not all his loves are equal, no. This is why he offered to trade Melissa for Akira, and not his twin for Akira.
This is why he offered to trade Melissa, and not the recollection of even the bracelets.
It is his love of Gwawlyn that is lynchpin and foundational. If there is a love that overwhelms him, it is for him and him alone.
Akira is not worth that. He will only trade Melissa for this. )
I won't tell you that I'm sorry what happened to you, because you have found a way to get on. Right? You resent them, and so you carry on in this way. You love her, so you carry on as you do. Tragedy happens, and it has.
I am mired in my own tragedies of love. It sounds to me you aren't.
And so, I am happy for you.
But it means we're not alike. And I'm not like these other voices you address, who deride you and pity you.
I am only Hwylryn, and I'm balancing my own loves on a scale, as much as it may hurt. I like learning more of you, but when it comes to these matters of business... Please understand, I have my hands full thinking of myself.
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...fine, then we can make a deal. But I don't want your memories of Melissa. [ he was about to accept them before, but- ]
You said you have interest in me, and that it's just because you do, but that's not a satisfactory enough answer. I'll admit I understand your emotions less because I've spent more time with humans than any other species.
So I'll trade you the knowledge you seek, but in return you need to trade me the knowledge I seek, until I'm satisfied. Do we have a deal?
[ setting down his own cup to hold out his right hand, the one stained bright red. ]
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Unlimited knowledge in exchange for limited knowledge, huh? I'm gonna have a rough time if I need anything else.
( but hey!
He reaches out his hand, and takes the bright red one. )
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Contractus Cauda. [ he lets go and leans back. ]
For my end: I didn't take Akira. The only ones I took from that world are you, Cain, and Bradley.
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There is a sense of relief that crosses his heart when Ish says Akira has been spared - but the emotes about him suggest he's still not letting himself relax. )
And you don't intend to take him in the future?
( That is the second part of what he asked initially, but it's up to Ish if he honors this bit of knowledge. )
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[ but he doesn't ask, at least in this moment. ]
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his aura shifts, and petald drift through the air, like petals flowing down a stream. the emotion is unclear, but it's apparently not negative. )
He gave me torta di cocco.
( please understand how dire is "i can't escape loving people" situation is. he made a deal for a guy he barely knew but would do way too much for. this is why only death could save him, )
It was all that he'd have left for the whole day, but he wouldn't take my gemstones or anything for it. He just gave it to me for free. Plus, he's really cute, and sweet, and caring. He's fun to talk to, his reactions are cute, he has lots of friends he cares about...
( And then, slightly sadly: )
And he said we could meet again the next day, together. It'd been a long time since someone said that to me... and that never really happens once they know I'm a dragon. I don't know. He just makes me really happy. But...
( akira is why balthazar died lol 💖 so as he trails off, his brows furrow slightly, his expression slightly more complicated. )
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They say food is the way to the heart, and sometimes it is that simple. [ but that's really not it here, is it? he knows that innately so he continues, even if he doesn't understand. ]
So if I said we could meet again tomorrow, you'd fall in love with me?
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Hwylryn makes that melodic hum, thinking about it genuinely. He didn't have the time to reflect on what it is about Akira that so moved him before coming here, so this is his first. He might be more playful with his answer normally, but a deal's a deal - when it comes to pacts with spirits and things, he isn't the sort to be cagey until the other party raps his desk and claims something's within scope. )
If you meant it. If it meant something to you.
( He can't speak on every case with certainty, but he thinks that might be the throughline here. He felt a ripple in the water of his heart's surface when he met Akira - and Akira, in turn, seemed to feel something in turn. And so they reached out to one another. )
I have no community, and for much of my life I've traveled alone. ( Such is the nature of magical creatures in Mahoyaku land... innately isolated, centuries of missed connections, despite best efforts. ) I think... when you want to reach out to connect, and someone reaches back to take your hand... It's pretty rare that happens. So it's hard not to want to hold on tight, you know?
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it's a curious thing. ]
I could mean it, but not in the way your heart cries out for. Though, it surprises me that you've found it rare. For every person who is needy, they'll always be someone who wants just as much.
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( He won't deny that he's needy. A long body's for coiling and clinging, literally and metaphorically, )
Even Akira and I couldn't connect, in the end. No matter how much we wanted it. Because there are things about myself I won't compromise on - and there are things he couldn't.
A lot of people are self-conscious of that fact, so they'll pull back before they reach out . . . But I don't care for people who have nothing they won't compromise on. ( Someone who's so desperate they'll truly do anything. ) So I'm the one who pulls my hand away.
In fact, I think . . . I like people who won't compromise on anything.
( doomed for failure... )
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That really is a mess of an appetite!
[ sorry that he's just saying that and making his own assumptions which might not be exactly right. he still has to ask the proper question of what he traded for, but he's kind of just :mewsive:, just missing the whiskers and ears. ]
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( Hwylryn doesn't mind - in fact, he seems pleased to hear Ish's thoughts on him (is there any juicier gossip than knowing how someone perceives you?). His previous refutation - where he spoke quite a bit more than he normally might - was rooted largely in the fact that he wanted something: to make a deal. And his own lack of clarity was preventing that. He did not course correct or refute the impression in the several exchanges before ... simply because he was curious to hear more of how he was perceived.
Ah, hubris.
Regardless. )
Well, even when I do meet someone truly to my tastes, they don't really last forever, anyway. Whether to old age, or bad luck . . . I end up right back where I started. I think I've spent more of my life searching for someone than being with those people ... given how long they last.
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[ he dips back into the drink again. ]
Though this is just making me feel like I'm playing at cupid instead of being a Witch. So, why do you like me? Beyond just "because".
[ he had asked before, but he hadn't understood that answer cleanly enough. ]
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I forget if Hwylryn set down his drink or not but at some point he did (gaslighting) so now he's gonna munch on that pear while he thinks.
It's not like he has no reason, but the question of "why" is interesting. This isn't like Junior, where he can go down an endless list of endearing things he likes about him. It's like... hmmm... )
... I think you're someone I could've had a lot of fun with in a different situation.
( Like, actual fun. Ish knows his theatrics and dramatics, and guess what Hwy enjoys. )
Since, mmmm... I can't forgive you for harming the people I care for, and I was in the middle of something when you brought me here, but I don't know how much I mind what you've done to everyone else.
( Somehow, "I can't forgive you," and "but I enjoy you" still coexists. This is, after all, how he felt for Snow and White - and how his feelings have settled toward Akira and Akira's friends. I like you. I can't forgive you. It's a little maddening to live with.
In any case - when one later sees him be chill about Shiv's death, it might suggest, yeah, he really doesn't mind that much. Some have suggested they cared about a different set of relationships in past loops(?), but the idea is too abstract and hypothetical for Hwylryn to worry over it or lay it at Ish's feet. )
So, there's that. As for the rest...
( He chews on pear, studying Ish... )
I think you're interesting. I guess... I think you project one thing and you don't want people to see what else there is. Is it something tender and raw? Is it something ugly and personal? I don't know if I'll be the one who gets to see it, but I like talking to you, and I like seeing other people talk to you. Because sometimes I get to see bits and pieces of what you seem reluctant to show.
( And then, with equal gravity, he continues: )
Plus, you taught me to play cards. Oh, and it's funny to see you get riled up when I find a way to tease you. And I like how you don't get why I do things, but you let me do them and you try to understand them anyway.
( He smiles. )
I think we're doing the same thing, in a way. Right? We both don't get the other person. So we're wondering what makes them tick. I like that I don't understand you, so I always have something to wonder about. Isn't that better than being bored? ... I think that's more than enough reason to like something.
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Well—if I was made for anything, it was to understand humans. You're not human, so it makes sense that I don't understand you. But it still digs at me, you know? Birds will always try to fly towards the sky, frogs will always return to the pond at one point or another.
You remind me more of an animal than a human, and trust me, that's a compliment. [ he hadn't been sure until this conversation, but now he's just coded Hwylryn as a critter. ]
And boredom is terrible. Luckily, I've always been good at creating a mood wherever I go, as long as there's someone around for me to play with.
[ he takes a final sip, finishing his drink. ]
If you want me to teach you more things ask, and if I'm in the right mood, I'll teach you. Just don't forget that I'm not human either.
[ not surprisingly, he is sir not addressing any part that has to do with the bits and pieces of himself. but maybe the rest of this answer says enough. ]
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Are you in the right mood right now?
( If you give a Hwyl a cookie... he says this half-jokingly, but, still - not entirely in jest.
He doesn't mind that Ish sidesteps this thing, the way Ish has sidestepped these other things. When there are things he wants to know, he will push, as he pushed forward with that deal - but these other things can come and go with the tide. If Hwyl is meant to know them, he'll uncover them.
More than anything, he loves to play. So they have these things in common. )
. . . I did wonder why your magic felt so warm. ( He wouldn't say Ish feels "warm" right now, per se - but . . . hmmm . . . It makes him surprising. Layered? Like this faucet of him, different than Hwyl expected. ) I think if you were as straightforward as a human, it wouldn't be so fun to come over and play.
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...my magics warm because of it's origin, but thanks. Thanks for the other compliment too.
[ he winks, because unlike all the other compliments hwylryn has pushed at him before, this one he can accept wholeheartedly. ]
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But that's interesting, too. )
I'm only ever honest. ( But he seems quite happy Ish accepts it, this time around. ) What's a fun game to play? The castle has card games, board games, that table with the balls on it . . .
( Pool, he means. Not that he knows what it's called. Whatever Ish thinks might be fun for two people who aren't really human, he'd be happy to learn. )
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[ tilting his head. ]
Did you want to learn now?
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