[ Regis hovers when he sees wide eyes fill with moisture, and shifts to accommodate: a hand on Fizz's shoulder, instinct rather than anything calculated. ]
－The offer to break a glass or two still stands. [ "Allow yourself your emotions", Regis'd offered. Honestly, Fizzarolli's been handling all of this with a grace that most wouldn't have, and Regis hadn't even taken into account the possibility of his new visitor having someone who he'd miss like this, with what seems like the entire breadth of his being.
Perhaps he's too vampire to relate to that. He breathes through his nose, rubs the shoulder that his palm is still touching. ]
You will return to him. It will require a fair bit of consultation and patience from you, I expect, but we shall set things to rights.
[ A bit of nostalgia, here: he remembers Geralt sitting by himself away from their campfire, trying to convince everyone that he could find Ciri alone. An impossible task that seemed far more possible with the addition of helping hands.
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－The offer to break a glass or two still stands. [ "Allow yourself your emotions", Regis'd offered. Honestly, Fizzarolli's been handling all of this with a grace that most wouldn't have, and Regis hadn't even taken into account the possibility of his new visitor having someone who he'd miss like this, with what seems like the entire breadth of his being.
Perhaps he's too vampire to relate to that. He breathes through his nose, rubs the shoulder that his palm is still touching. ]
You will return to him. It will require a fair bit of consultation and patience from you, I expect, but we shall set things to rights.
[ A bit of nostalgia, here: he remembers Geralt sitting by himself away from their campfire, trying to convince everyone that he could find Ciri alone. An impossible task that seemed far more possible with the addition of helping hands.
Regis softens, and scoots closer. ]