well. there's something about this that's a little ironic - it brings back a memory of a millenia ago, standing in a dark residuum factory as his sister saved percy's life with a little kindness. it ripples a soft feeling of fondness through him, mouth curling up in a small, soft smile, as he carefully gets his fingertips underneath the mask, to pull it up and over his face, standing up tall and straight as it comes free and staying close by to take in the sight, and -
... vax exhales a breath he didn't really know he was holding. ]
... There. [ it comes with a little huff - he reaches up to cup his cheek for a moment now that it's bared, drinking in the sight of the familiar face of a friend with an easy, unhidden warmth in his voice, on his face. ] Long time no see, Hyth.
he's more tired than he used to be. there are circles under his eyes, and a weariness in his eyes that didn't used to be there, but he's here, and he's present. vax cups his cheek, and hythlodaeus manages a smile for him, small, but genuine. he rests a hand on vax's arm - not to push him away, but to brace him. show a little gratitude.]
Long time no see. [he repeats softly, leaning forward to press their foreheads together.] Thank you.
[for a lot of things, but mostly for pulling him out of the dark.]
[ that's relieving, to see the genuineness of that smile. vax returns it in kind without even really thinking about it, some of the worry wound around his heart starting to loosen as he comes closer. it's still hyth, indeed - kind, playful, sometimes actually kind of terrifying gremlin that vax came to know in the years after his time in the prism. he might be miserable, and he might be exhausted, but he's still there.
eyes closed, vax stays quiet for a long moment, and thinks to himself - i'm trying, hades. it's not like vax can do as much as he's sure hades would want. (if he had a way, he imagines he would've long since been here, fixing all of this with an unbelievable amount of complaining and a snap of his fingers, but reality isn't that kind, in the way it's not kind enough to let vax see keyleth, either.) he can't save hyth from this mess or his responsibilities or the sadness that seems to weigh him down, but... at least he can do this. at least he can try. ]
Course. [ really, hyth doesn't have to thank him, but. it's for more than just taking off his clothes, and vax knows it, so. his thumb strokes briefly over his cheek now that he's got it, and he pulls back only after the quiet settles, relishing in the contact, letting the affection and the words sink in, as he often has with such an important gesture.
he then leans in and smooches the tip of hyth's nose and steps out of the way, making a wide gesture at the tub, which is now pretty much full and smells amazing. ] In you go.
[ and then goes to set the mask down on a small table to the side. time for a metaphorical brain steam clean!! ]
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well. there's something about this that's a little ironic - it brings back a memory of a millenia ago, standing in a dark residuum factory as his sister saved percy's life with a little kindness. it ripples a soft feeling of fondness through him, mouth curling up in a small, soft smile, as he carefully gets his fingertips underneath the mask, to pull it up and over his face, standing up tall and straight as it comes free and staying close by to take in the sight, and -
... vax exhales a breath he didn't really know he was holding. ]
... There. [ it comes with a little huff - he reaches up to cup his cheek for a moment now that it's bared, drinking in the sight of the familiar face of a friend with an easy, unhidden warmth in his voice, on his face. ] Long time no see, Hyth.
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he's more tired than he used to be. there are circles under his eyes, and a weariness in his eyes that didn't used to be there, but he's here, and he's present. vax cups his cheek, and hythlodaeus manages a smile for him, small, but genuine. he rests a hand on vax's arm - not to push him away, but to brace him. show a little gratitude.]
Long time no see. [he repeats softly, leaning forward to press their foreheads together.] Thank you.
[for a lot of things, but mostly for pulling him out of the dark.]
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eyes closed, vax stays quiet for a long moment, and thinks to himself - i'm trying, hades. it's not like vax can do as much as he's sure hades would want. (if he had a way, he imagines he would've long since been here, fixing all of this with an unbelievable amount of complaining and a snap of his fingers, but reality isn't that kind, in the way it's not kind enough to let vax see keyleth, either.) he can't save hyth from this mess or his responsibilities or the sadness that seems to weigh him down, but... at least he can do this. at least he can try. ]
Course. [ really, hyth doesn't have to thank him, but. it's for more than just taking off his clothes, and vax knows it, so. his thumb strokes briefly over his cheek now that he's got it, and he pulls back only after the quiet settles, relishing in the contact, letting the affection and the words sink in, as he often has with such an important gesture.
he then leans in and smooches the tip of hyth's nose and steps out of the way, making a wide gesture at the tub, which is now pretty much full and smells amazing. ] In you go.
[ and then goes to set the mask down on a small table to the side. time for a metaphorical brain steam clean!! ]