[ it's funny how much easier it is to talk with him about anything. the times when callisto is gentle doesn't happen as often, so it makes her feel special when he does grant it to her. his smile reflects her own; soft, small, her voice a bit more gentle as she talks to him. perhaps it's best to have done this in his room, after all; it's quiet enough that the two of them can speak like this and not have to worry about anything else.
so she does tell him: a general picture of jinzhou and its varied landscapes, the mountains she enjoys climbing so much like a challenge, the sea, the winters in hongzhen that never end, the mysterious ruins left around the country where there is so much to explore and find. the food. the people, always the people. her friends, and maybe just to tease him, extolling the virtues of general jiyan. but she mentions other people too - yangyang and chixia, her first two friends and the ones who found her when she woke up, primarily. so when she says that she loves everything, she truly does have enough warmth and room for it, and unless callisto interrupts her, she would keep going.
with dancing, she can keep up with him enough - and she's careful not to step on him, except for the times when he teases her, and then she doesn't have a problem deliberately stepping on his toes. a mean person! she will live up to it ...
but the two of them fit together well, and she is elegant and lithe enough to keep up with his instruction; studious, almost to a fault, and demanding him to repeat steps where she doesn't quite understand the flow. she is eager to learn from him. ]
[ each and every single one of her experiences are entirely new and novel to callisto. not simply because he had never been to her world, settled on its numerous sights, or tasted the fulsome dishes she describes in such vivid detail— but, that no one had ever intimately shared their lives in this way with him before. just as he described, he had always felt like an outlier; someone who genuinely didn't belong in the world he hailed from, even when it seemed like the land itself was created to act as his personal hellscape. when he hears her speak so candidly, he almost feels like he's just as much a part of it just from the sheer idea that she speaks them into their mutual existence.
more than the touch of their hands, or the way their bodies move i unison to silent beat of the oculars and the occasional way in which he keeps count to their steps, he feels a certain intimacy just from hearing of her life. hence, he doesn't find it in him to interject outside of occasionally sharing his opinion. for once, he strays away from the darker considerations that he's so used to casting out.
if there was one exception to this rule, however, it seems to spark from her bringing up a few names he's already heard in passing. a ruler in which she considered wise, and a man who was the perfect epitome of a 10/10. he seems to bear that grudge and it shows even with the slight quirk of the brow. as if to shake her from the thoughts of this mystery man, he does dip her body, or quicken his pace.
will he actually address it, however? definitely not.
not because callisto was the type to ever hold back, but almost as if he didn't want to break the illusion of the moment. ]
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so she does tell him: a general picture of jinzhou and its varied landscapes, the mountains she enjoys climbing so much like a challenge, the sea, the winters in hongzhen that never end, the mysterious ruins left around the country where there is so much to explore and find. the food. the people, always the people. her friends, and maybe just to tease him, extolling the virtues of general jiyan. but she mentions other people too - yangyang and chixia, her first two friends and the ones who found her when she woke up, primarily. so when she says that she loves everything, she truly does have enough warmth and room for it, and unless callisto interrupts her, she would keep going.
with dancing, she can keep up with him enough - and she's careful not to step on him, except for the times when he teases her, and then she doesn't have a problem deliberately stepping on his toes. a mean person! she will live up to it ...
but the two of them fit together well, and she is elegant and lithe enough to keep up with his instruction; studious, almost to a fault, and demanding him to repeat steps where she doesn't quite understand the flow. she is eager to learn from him. ]
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more than the touch of their hands, or the way their bodies move i unison to silent beat of the oculars and the occasional way in which he keeps count to their steps, he feels a certain intimacy just from hearing of her life. hence, he doesn't find it in him to interject outside of occasionally sharing his opinion. for once, he strays away from the darker considerations that he's so used to casting out.
if there was one exception to this rule, however, it seems to spark from her bringing up a few names he's already heard in passing. a ruler in which she considered wise, and a man who was the perfect epitome of a 10/10. he seems to bear that grudge and it shows even with the slight quirk of the brow. as if to shake her from the thoughts of this mystery man, he does dip her body, or quicken his pace.
will he actually address it, however? definitely not.
not because callisto was the type to ever hold back, but almost as if he didn't want to break the illusion of the moment. ]