[ Did Yzak test out the fans to make sure they were in perfect working order? Of course he did. But there's something about the way Dearka waves one with such effortless skill that he can't help but watch the trail of color in awe.
Awe that shifts into a smirk, pleased at the high praise of his gift of gift-giving.
Still Yzak opts to be a little humble, if only because it's Dearka. ]
It's not like it's a contest.
[ Still smirking, though. Look, he's trying, he just loves the compliments, ]
[He KNOWS Yzak loves the compliments, why else would he be giving them? Because they're sincere? Well. Yes. IT CAN BE FOR BOTH REASONS!]
Merry Christmas, Yzak.
[Get your butt out of that chair and over onto the bed so he can cuddle you?? Please??? Also, Dearka makes a note to ask him if he's ever thought about pursuing poetry. You know... If they're ever able to retire from the damn military. His card indicates he might have the knack for wordsmithing.
But, that's a conversation for some other time...]
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Awe that shifts into a smirk, pleased at the high praise of his gift of gift-giving.
Still Yzak opts to be a little humble, if only because it's Dearka. ]
It's not like it's a contest.
[ Still smirking, though. Look, he's trying, he just loves the compliments, ]
puts a little CHRISTMAS BOW on this:🎀
Yeah. Sure it isn't.
[He KNOWS Yzak loves the compliments, why else would he be giving them? Because they're sincere? Well. Yes. IT CAN BE FOR BOTH REASONS!]
Merry Christmas, Yzak.
[Get your butt out of that chair and over onto the bed so he can cuddle you?? Please??? Also, Dearka makes a note to ask him if he's ever thought about pursuing poetry. You know... If they're ever able to retire from the damn military. His card indicates he might have the knack for wordsmithing.
But, that's a conversation for some other time...]