[Just as he gets to his feet, he turns to the direction of footsteps...
And for once in this godsforsaken situation, he's overjoyed.]
Y'shtola...!
[Letting out a light laugh, he closes the distance between the two of them and gently places his hands on her shoulders. It's entirely similar to how he reacted when he found Thancred skulking about the cul-de-sac. He can't help but confirm that Y'shtola is actually standing there.]
Thou art hale, oh, praise be unto the Twelve... Ah, but this doth raise a number more questions of which I know not if thou art able to answer...
[ She looks up at him, soft smile settling on her lips, the sort that's reserved for only very few. ]
In time, I will.
[ Especially for someone she can place her trust in. It's a lot easier to be fully honest then, and she feels the same with Thancred as well. She knows, too, that Urianger will have faith that she'll follow through. After all, she's never been one to hold back on much of anything.
Yet the irony isn't lost on her either. ]
To think I had once criticized you for your tendency to keep secrets, yet here I am now, doing much the same.
Fate doth work in mysterious ways, indeed. Yet I shan't criticize thee in turn, for I have no room in which to speak. I am merely relieved to see thee well.
[And here Urianger thought Thancred would ask before him. But yeah, he's both surprised and not surprised as he reflects on it more.]
I shall let him come to thee on his own, when he is ready. Though I daresay he will be beside himself to see thee. He...hath not taken well to my tidings from Ultima Thule.
[Urianger is in complete agreement on that one. Now if only Thancred would show it more often...
Anyway,]
Very well. I shall depart for now, but I shall return at mine earliest convenience.
...I thank thee for revealing thyself to me, and I shall keep thine identity a secret until thou art ready to reveal thyself.
[As much as he desperately wants to be honest, this is at least a secret he's keeping on behalf of a close friend. It won't weigh too heavily on his heart.]
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There’s a beat of silence, and maybe it stretches too long for Urianger. Or maybe it doesn’t, maybe he doesn’t really want to know.
But. Well. He asked. ]
Secrecy is not my strength, not in the same way it is yours.
[ So, really, it’s no surprise that he asked this. ]
You know me well, Urianger.
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But then Sage responds with that and he draws in a breath. He gets down on a knee to meet the cat-eared puppet.]
'Tis not a strength that I find joy in. Thus was my proclamation to support thee no longer from the shadows, but at thy side.
Y'shtola, is it truly thee?
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But he won’t be left staring after a lifeless puppet for long, as the sound of heels attached to familiar boots clack against the library floor.
An all too familiar voice calls out. ]
Forgive me, but I refuse to watch you kneel before a puppet.
[ There is a lot more that she could say right now, but this will do. A bit of levity, intermixed with sincerity. ]
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And for once in this godsforsaken situation, he's overjoyed.]
Y'shtola...!
[Letting out a light laugh, he closes the distance between the two of them and gently places his hands on her shoulders. It's entirely similar to how he reacted when he found Thancred skulking about the cul-de-sac. He can't help but confirm that Y'shtola is actually standing there.]
Thou art hale, oh, praise be unto the Twelve... Ah, but this doth raise a number more questions of which I know not if thou art able to answer...
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In time, I will.
[ Especially for someone she can place her trust in. It's a lot easier to be fully honest then, and she feels the same with Thancred as well. She knows, too, that Urianger will have faith that she'll follow through. After all, she's never been one to hold back on much of anything.
Yet the irony isn't lost on her either. ]
To think I had once criticized you for your tendency to keep secrets, yet here I am now, doing much the same.
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Fate doth work in mysterious ways, indeed. Yet I shan't criticize thee in turn, for I have no room in which to speak. I am merely relieved to see thee well.
Ah, doth Thancred know?
[Surely he's come to ask too, right?]
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[ ARR Thancred would have guessed immediately, but Y'shtola knows well the ways in which he's changed. ]
Perhaps he is afraid that which he wants to be true will not be.
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[And here Urianger thought Thancred would ask before him. But yeah, he's both surprised and not surprised as he reflects on it more.]
I shall let him come to thee on his own, when he is ready. Though I daresay he will be beside himself to see thee. He...hath not taken well to my tidings from Ultima Thule.
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Our sacrifices, I see. Surely he understood the reasoning behind it, that we needed to create a path forward for the others.
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[It's just one of those things that never gets easier.]
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[ But she thinks that's a good quality of his.
Her gaze settles on the ground, contemplative. It's unlike her, she knows. ]
I have much to tell you, though now is not the time. Call me sentimental, but I would rather not sour our reunion.
[ aka gimme that audience request seto ]
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Anyway,]
Very well. I shall depart for now, but I shall return at mine earliest convenience.
...I thank thee for revealing thyself to me, and I shall keep thine identity a secret until thou art ready to reveal thyself.
[As much as he desperately wants to be honest, this is at least a secret he's keeping on behalf of a close friend. It won't weigh too heavily on his heart.]
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[ She offers him a smile, soft and full of meaning. ]
Now, do take care to remain out of harm's way.
[ lol
But, it's a sincere sentiment nevertheless. This place isn't exactly easy to reside in, after all. ]