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[sliceitwithwind]

Xaldin is pacing - not because he's Air and can't stand being still, but rather because he's got a lot of feelings to deal with these days and can't handle being still. He is still in his coat, and gloves, and boots because the atmosphere here is still painful - but he's real.

And that's a wonderful thing.

[Tag: Xaldin]

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[andalsoacts]

"Impatient?" Harriet asks.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Restless." he corrects with a smile (real, a real smile - it's perhaps a little large just because he's so happy to be able to be happy) and a faint bow, "I spent ten years with the majority of my existence being tied up in an elemental affiliation with Air. Which, obviously, doesn't stay still well."

[andalsoacts]

Harry's mouth quirks up. She pulls her bathrobe tighter around her.

"As long as you don't cause a nasty draft, we should be ok."

[sliceitwithwind]

"That would be rude." Xaldin says with a laugh, "Although I tend not to pay much attention to what I stir up just by walking around, or in flight. I'm Xaldin, III of XIII, the Whirlwind Lancer."

[ostro_goth]

"Greetings, Xaldin!" Teja says, when he sees him.

Xaldin is air, as ever. He is pacing, as ever; and he very much looks like himself, still.

He only feels somewhat different, when approached, and looked upon.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Greetings, Teja!" Xaldin calls back, smiling. The difference is so subtle that it can't be told apart with simple words; his smile looks real, where it never did before.

He looks real, where he never did before.

[ostro_goth]

"How do you fare, my friend, now that a few days are past since you gained your heart?" Teja asks, smiling.

Yes, he can feel the difference in Xaldin, clearly.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Having slept, and baked, and slept again I feel much better." Xaldin says, "Although the important thing is that I feel. I believe that Larxene sent you some of the muffins?"

[bluespells]

Billy is pacing for similar reasons, and eyeing the door outside. There's not enough room in here. When he notices Xaldin out of the corner of his eye, he gives a hesitant wave. Yesterday's conversation was awkward; Billy wonders if he can do better this time.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Hello, Billy." Xaldin says, "Would you like company outside?"

[bluespells]

"If you feel like it," Billy says with a shrug. He hadn't planned on going outside, but after exhausting every possible inch of space in Milliways proper he might as well.

[sliceitwithwind]

"I seem to have developed claustrophobia." Xaldin says quietly, "But we're not recovered enough to take the Dark Paths home."