how are you feeling?

[small_magics]

[It seems that perhaps we should speak,] Isibel says to Lycaelon. She wishes him a cup of tea, wherever he is, hovering in the air waiting for him to take it. [Though I confess I do not know where to begin.]

Comments

[wildlymagical]

[We can ask Lazarus to come have a look, maybe?]

[small_magics]

[Yes. But because our respective auras will do all of the immediately necessary work, and because Lazarus might well need to look at all of us to make a diagnosis, it should probably wait until Aianon has awoken and you and Ansharil have gazed at each other for some time and appropriate celebrations have concluded.]

[wildlymagical]

[All right,] says Lycaelon. [One of you will tell me when Aianon wakes, won't you?]

[small_magics]

[Of course.]

[wildlymagical]

[Then all I have to do is wait. I'm good at that.]

[small_magics]

And when Aianon un-naps, the wait is over.

[He is awake.]

[wildlymagical]

[Good morning,] says Lycaelon, conferenced to Aianon.

[endragoned]

[A very good morning. And it is about to get better, I think. Won't you come visit?]

[wildlymagical]

So Lycaelon teleports to Aianon.

[small_magics]

And Isibel, with Ansharil in tow, joins them.

[wildlymagical]

Lycaelon looks at Ansharil.

[endragoned]

Ansharil turns into an angel, and looks at Lycaelon.

His eyes are very green.

[wildlymagical]

He is perhaps the most beautiful thing in the entire world.

And - there he is, somewhere in the outer forest, waiting patiently.

Lycaelon draws him in.

[small_magics]

Isibel dilates time, again.

[wildlymagical]

There are... celebrations.

[small_magics]

How celebratory!

[wildlymagical]

Extremely.

[small_magics]

The time dilation proves useful! Albeit not as staggeringly necessary as it was when Isibel's beloveds first returned home.

[wildlymagical]

Ansharil is lovely and Aianon is lovely and Sarion is lovely and time dilation is lovely. Everything is lovely. Lycaelon is the happiest he's ever been in someone else's company.

[small_magics]

It is good that he is happy. Isibel would never wish it otherwise.

[wildlymagical]

This is also the first time he has ever been tempted to call anyone 'my love'. But Aianon and Ansharil get such smiles when he does it.

[small_magics]

They have lovely smiles, most especially when they are reminded of being loved.

[wildlymagical]

Lovely, lovely smiles. And extremely kissable ones.

[small_magics]

Aren't they just?

(They make an entirely different class of lovely smiles when they're in pain. If Lycaelon is curious about the full range of their beloved's facial expressions.)

[wildlymagical]

Oh, he is.