01-05-2021, 08:32 AM
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Numerous the times he had caught himself observing the other, an individual stranger more than was viewable from an external observation, curious over how things had progressed to such a point as this. Possibly such was the natural direction expected, his presence grown familiar and comfortable, warmed the home that once felt too large. Still unease bloomed, a confusion that may not be discarded without proper questioning, yet such felt wrong, any query too personal or too grand for his limited knowledge. Maybe he simply was not destined to know, left adrift as life settled into a new normal, among them Siborno.
And such he was, lively the abode on a night that cast a fragile frost lacing against each windowpane, loud the voices that rang throughout, joy and reprimand blending together. Blissful the relative peace of the front room, other watched with open scrutiny, brow furrowed and gentle frown curling his lips. Long had he pondered, wondered silently the proper addressal, the connection they had. Evident with Missing and Opaline, his blood flowing through their veins, more complex left his own standing.
"Mr. Siborno, could I…" Words curdled upon his tongue, the desire to speak it aloud still there, swallowed with an unsure flick of his eyes, vision averted until looked upon his own paws where they crossed before him. "Could you teach me some, um… oh no, what was it, dad told me." Useless babble followed for a brief second as Salvia scrambled to retrieve the desired information, tongue tied until he finally got the words out, almost shouted as it were. "Russian. Could you teach me some."
Numerous the times he had caught himself observing the other, an individual stranger more than was viewable from an external observation, curious over how things had progressed to such a point as this. Possibly such was the natural direction expected, his presence grown familiar and comfortable, warmed the home that once felt too large. Still unease bloomed, a confusion that may not be discarded without proper questioning, yet such felt wrong, any query too personal or too grand for his limited knowledge. Maybe he simply was not destined to know, left adrift as life settled into a new normal, among them Siborno.
And such he was, lively the abode on a night that cast a fragile frost lacing against each windowpane, loud the voices that rang throughout, joy and reprimand blending together. Blissful the relative peace of the front room, other watched with open scrutiny, brow furrowed and gentle frown curling his lips. Long had he pondered, wondered silently the proper addressal, the connection they had. Evident with Missing and Opaline, his blood flowing through their veins, more complex left his own standing.
"Mr. Siborno, could I…" Words curdled upon his tongue, the desire to speak it aloud still there, swallowed with an unsure flick of his eyes, vision averted until looked upon his own paws where they crossed before him. "Could you teach me some, um… oh no, what was it, dad told me." Useless babble followed for a brief second as Salvia scrambled to retrieve the desired information, tongue tied until he finally got the words out, almost shouted as it were. "Russian. Could you teach me some."