[He knows he's dreaming, and yet these butterflies and the heat behind his eyes feel so real it almost hurts. When the robed figure is jerked back, he begins to lunge forward to help him, stopping short when his fingers begin to dissipate in the light.
He winces and pulls back listening carefully to the request and nodding assent.]
Y-yes. I will do it. I swear.
[He still isn't really sure what he did to deserve such... honesty from a man like Kronid, what makes him different from any other mortal that's stood in his place in the past... But he accepts it and cherishes the opportunity more than he can express at the moment.
His throat tightens as he regards the desperation in the other man's expression. Even if he isn't entirely sure who this being is, knowing that Kronid needs him is enough to urge him to follow the stranger's orders.]
But please...
[He watches the stranger's hands, recognizing the motion, the sound a touch more dull than the coin... But that rhythm.]
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Date: 2023-04-02 04:32 am (UTC)He winces and pulls back listening carefully to the request and nodding assent.]
Y-yes. I will do it. I swear.
[He still isn't really sure what he did to deserve such... honesty from a man like Kronid, what makes him different from any other mortal that's stood in his place in the past... But he accepts it and cherishes the opportunity more than he can express at the moment.
His throat tightens as he regards the desperation in the other man's expression. Even if he isn't entirely sure who this being is, knowing that Kronid needs him is enough to urge him to follow the stranger's orders.]
But please...
[He watches the stranger's hands, recognizing the motion, the sound a touch more dull than the coin... But that rhythm.]
Please. Tell me-- who are you?