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[emet_sulk]

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[vrepit_no]

[Shiro sits back, sipping his drink, eyebrows raised slightly.]

I guess it depends. How much do you care for him over your convenience? It's not like you have to do something different every year. You can make a tradition, repeating it every year. Felih adores dancing - he's hardly going to complain if you dance with him three times a year.

[emet_sulk]

[ His brow furrows more deeply and he glances at Shiro. ]

Don't you mortals prefer something new every year? Felih, especially, would surely grow tired of dancing eventually.

[vrepit_no]

[Shiro watches him evenly across the table. Mortals, huh? Mm. Don't like that much. The last immortals he met were either: Cain, personifications of concepts with no human morals, or similarly moral-less essences of magic who wished to order universes according to their whims. This doesn't bode particularly well.]

That depends on the person. It's often nice to receive something different to break up the routine, or to show that your partner is paying attention to your wants and needs, but if it has become tradition to do a particular thing on a particular day, then we mortals- [There's a slight stress on the word.] -often look forward to that particular day for those specific gifts or outings.

Also, I think you deeply underestimate how much Felih loves to dance.

[emet_sulk]

[ He falls into another troubled silence. They do like their yearly celebrations. He's participated in many - never directly but in the background, allowing himself to forget that the world is fractured, broken, for one brief night.

A bout of homesickness takes him and he seems to sag into his chair with yet another, small sigh. ]

He does like dancing. And singing. [ And dressing in fine clothes and jewellery to cover the scars of his childhood. ] I will see what I can do.

[vrepit_no]

[Shiro's head tips a little as he watches Emet-Selch's rumination from across the table. He could leave well enough alone, since he's at least secured a half-promise. ...no, this is too odd. His tone softens.]

Can you tell me what's bothering you about the idea?

[emet_sulk]

[ His gaze flicks to the other man and then away. He debates sitting up but...he doesn't want to muster the energy.

He doubts this stranger will understand. But at least they may not judge him with bias...? ]

I have lived for a very long time. I do not count the years passing as you or Felih do. Five - even ten - can pass before I notice. I don't even remember Felih's nameday though I know we celebrated it sometime during the spring.