[ He wraps her wound in the emblem of their expedition, the one that Maelle had given to him, and she watches it as it becomes gradually twinged with her blood, wondering if there might be some symbolism to be found there. ...Since her mind is sluggish and deathly cold, though, Sciel dismisses the possible poetry of the moment and tries to focus on the sensation of him binding the wound, finding it...yep, still numb. ]
The Dessendres. [ She states, eyes unfocused, still trained on the golden band(age). "We" means the Dessendres, which she's since learned include...painted people, like Sciel herself, except that these are copies of 'real' people in another world. ...With the exception being the Paintess, who is both Verso's mother and Maelle's, but they aren't really related.
Distantly, she imagines the Paintress on skiis. Sciel laughs again, albeit weakly. ]
Don't tell m-me you were...swim captain and s-skii captain. [ She says warningly, her voice low, but amused. She shouldn't tease too much, though: he'd done a perfectly respectable job of teaching her how to swim, in that...last amorous day and night together. He's probably very good at skiing.
Even so -- and even in spite of her half-asleep sort of haze -- she knows he's teasing. Trying to keep her as alert as he can. So she tries, pushing herself beyond that tempting fog. ]
Jumps. Turns. I could ski right off a slope and into a Bourgeon's mouth.
[ Joking. There weren't any Bourgeons around back then. He's not entirely lying, though; Verso is good at nearly everything—at least, everything Aline could think of to make him good at—and so he does have a talent for skiing. He'd always entertained the family with his little tricks, even if it meant being regrettably sore later.
Wound wrapped, he takes the edges of his coat and draws it tighter around Sciel. ]
You might be able to go skiing after this, too.
[ With your husband, he doesn't add, although he does know that's who it would be with; he approves, of course, because he can't not approve of Sciel having the love of her life returned to her, but it's not... enthusiastic approval. ]
[ When the sleeve is eased back down over her arm, the coat moved into place, she seems to relax with another short puff of breath, settling against him.
Verso doesn't have to mention Pierre for her to pick up on it. And though it's true -- once he's back, she intends to spend as little time apart from him as possible -- Sciel also doesn't mention that fact. Even if she's completely unapologetic in how she talks about her husband and doesn't at all dim her overwhelming excitement for his return, she also isn't cruel. The man currently keeping her alive is still important to her.
The possibility that Pierre could return had never been the reason she'd pushed for a more casual relationship, of course, but...hopefully it helps now. They'd agreed, hadn't they? That this would be better, keeping things purely physical?
Knowing what she knows of Verso now, though -- with all his masks -- she has to wonder what he really had thought, through all of it. ]
I will g-go skiiing. [ Sciel corrects. ] S'long as someone's ar-round to watch my s-step. And...actually t-teach me.
[ Also, if he thinks she's going to let him drop off the face of the earth once they retake the Canvas, he's got another thing coming. ]
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The Dessendres. [ She states, eyes unfocused, still trained on the golden band(age). "We" means the Dessendres, which she's since learned include...painted people, like Sciel herself, except that these are copies of 'real' people in another world. ...With the exception being the Paintess, who is both Verso's mother and Maelle's, but they aren't really related.
Distantly, she imagines the Paintress on skiis. Sciel laughs again, albeit weakly. ]
Don't tell m-me you were...swim captain and s-skii captain. [ She says warningly, her voice low, but amused. She shouldn't tease too much, though: he'd done a perfectly respectable job of teaching her how to swim, in that...last amorous day and night together. He's probably very good at skiing.
Even so -- and even in spite of her half-asleep sort of haze -- she knows he's teasing. Trying to keep her as alert as he can. So she tries, pushing herself beyond that tempting fog. ]
W...What tricks?
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[ Joking. There weren't any Bourgeons around back then. He's not entirely lying, though; Verso is good at nearly everything—at least, everything Aline could think of to make him good at—and so he does have a talent for skiing. He'd always entertained the family with his little tricks, even if it meant being regrettably sore later.
Wound wrapped, he takes the edges of his coat and draws it tighter around Sciel. ]
You might be able to go skiing after this, too.
[ With your husband, he doesn't add, although he does know that's who it would be with; he approves, of course, because he can't not approve of Sciel having the love of her life returned to her, but it's not... enthusiastic approval. ]
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Verso doesn't have to mention Pierre for her to pick up on it. And though it's true -- once he's back, she intends to spend as little time apart from him as possible -- Sciel also doesn't mention that fact. Even if she's completely unapologetic in how she talks about her husband and doesn't at all dim her overwhelming excitement for his return, she also isn't cruel. The man currently keeping her alive is still important to her.
The possibility that Pierre could return had never been the reason she'd pushed for a more casual relationship, of course, but...hopefully it helps now. They'd agreed, hadn't they? That this would be better, keeping things purely physical?
Knowing what she knows of Verso now, though -- with all his masks -- she has to wonder what he really had thought, through all of it. ]
I will g-go skiiing. [ Sciel corrects. ] S'long as someone's ar-round to watch my s-step. And...actually t-teach me.
[ Also, if he thinks she's going to let him drop off the face of the earth once they retake the Canvas, he's got another thing coming. ]