[Definitely giving her a squeeze. Yes, she was still downcast, wasn't she? That wasn't a good sign...]
Oryou... you look exhausted.
[Mentally, more so than physically. That bone-deep exhaustion of fighting for one's happiness, of having it torn away at every turn- of being left alone in a far-off land. That was something she knew very well.
Medea tried to fight back the little voice in the back of her mind telling her how terrible she was at this. That arson and murder and bloodshed were easy, but providing comfort...was she really someone who could do that?
The Little One scampered over to join them, butting its little nose at Oryou's leg in its own attempt at comfort- it was only about the size of a house-cat, so couldn't reach much past her ankle when she floated.]
...they demand we save their worlds, yet they think nothing of ripping us from our happiness and tearing away our loved ones. That is always the way of things like this- I hate it, too.
[An old bitterness rippling through her- a loneliness of her own.]
Come, join me on the sofa for a little bit? The frog's legs need a little bit longer to marinade before I can cook them.
[Warm blankets and cuddles, hopefully that would help.
One more nudge with it's nose, and the Little One rushed over and jumped on the sofa to demonstrate, pawing lightly at the blankets. See? Nice and warm here!]
[Oryou detaches from Caster to go float over to the couch and make herself comfortable, idly petting the little skeleton creature. Not exactly soft, but still very cute.]
[She hadn't been expecting an answer like that- after all, she was accustomed to being abandoned, eventually. Once she had been exploited for her magic, or once others had grown horrified of the darkness of her magic.
So, for her company to be a source of warmth. Something wanted. That was... unusual, even now. Caster squeezed her shoulder again.]
Of course. In fact, I insist on it.
...At least until we can finally go back to our husbands, we should look after one another, don't you think?
Oryou ;;
[Phew, she was coming over after all, and the message made the witch smile a little. Right, time to clear things up ready...!
By the time Oryou came over, she'd largely finished tidying up the place, opening the door as soon as she sensed her presence nearby.]
Oryou~ Do come in. It is good to see you.
[And once she's inside, she's being offered a warm hug.]
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She doesn't look as abjectly miserable as she did the past couple of times Caster's seen her, but she still looks melancholy at best.]
You're warm.
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Oryou... you look exhausted.
[Mentally, more so than physically. That bone-deep exhaustion of fighting for one's happiness, of having it torn away at every turn- of being left alone in a far-off land. That was something she knew very well.
Medea tried to fight back the little voice in the back of her mind telling her how terrible she was at this. That arson and murder and bloodshed were easy, but providing comfort...was she really someone who could do that?
The Little One scampered over to join them, butting its little nose at Oryou's leg in its own attempt at comfort- it was only about the size of a house-cat, so couldn't reach much past her ankle when she floated.]
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[No point in denying it, if it's that obvious. Besides, Oryou isn't usually one to hide her feelings anyway.]
Oryou still has some friends in Ellipsa, but... she's been lonely.
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[An old bitterness rippling through her- a loneliness of her own.]
Come, join me on the sofa for a little bit? The frog's legs need a little bit longer to marinade before I can cook them.
[Warm blankets and cuddles, hopefully that would help.
One more nudge with it's nose, and the Little One rushed over and jumped on the sofa to demonstrate, pawing lightly at the blankets. See? Nice and warm here!]
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[Oryou detaches from Caster to go float over to the couch and make herself comfortable, idly petting the little skeleton creature. Not exactly soft, but still very cute.]
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Caster, meanwhile, floated over to the sofa, sitting by Oryou and draping a comfortable blanket around both her shoulders.]
There we are- ...are you warm enough? I know this district gets a little cold, but I try to keep the place comfortable.
[The trials of living in Coldreach...]
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[The blankets do help, but she'd much rather cuddle up to Caster and bask in her body heat.]
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Is that better?
...Oryou, you can stay here as long as you want to. You know that, don't you?
[Shoulder squeeze.]
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Oryou can? Even if Oryou doesn't want to leave at all?
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So, for her company to be a source of warmth. Something wanted. That was... unusual, even now. Caster squeezed her shoulder again.]
Of course. In fact, I insist on it.
...At least until we can finally go back to our husbands, we should look after one another, don't you think?
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Oryou's staying then. You can't take it back now.
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I wouldn't dream of taking it back~ Besides, the Little One seems to like your company, too.
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[pet pet pet]
Oryou can bring over her belongings.
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Please do. ...Ah, you don't mind sharing the bed until I can expand the house a little more, do you?
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Oh no there was only one bed.]no subject
[In both senses of the world.]