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.]

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[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.

[endragoned]

Their beloveds love them ever so much.

[small_magics]

[wildlymagical]

Lycaelon is very willing to experiment with ways to make Aianon and Ansharil smile.

[endragoned]

Lycaelon is lovely.

[small_magics]

He is! It was very kind of the Wild Magic to send him to her and she is glad she decided to keep him.

[wildlymagical]

Lycaelon is glad he decided to be kept. (He pauses in his experiments to hug her. No one minds.)

[small_magics]

Hugs!