[See, that is the dangerous thing, here. He shouldn't be a nest. Its like leaving one's favorite little budgie in the reptile house. It's not going to work. Plain and simple. Logic 101. Dr. Ratio would be throwing chalk at both of their heads for it.]
[He's a businessman, not a gambling man, but even so, he wouldn't put any bets on him. Elysium is putting something on him, snuggled tight into him as he is now. Maybe its not a bet. Maybe he just wants Sampo to coil around him and hold him tight. An example of existence. If you long for an embrace, and no one is there to give it, do you exist in this world?]
[He sighs. And then lets himself a little treat here, nose nuzzling into the man's feathery hair as he sways them side to side.]
...I miss that tail, sometimes. You'd hold it oh so nicely.
[And so he, too, returns the favor. Its only something that Elysium would understand, and Elysium would know. He briefly wonders how this may look on the outside. A love affair? Ha. A joke from a clown. As if it would ever be simple. Sampo finds his own hands carressing over the man's back. As if there could be wings there.]
But anyways. Yeah. Sure. Words for me. Y'know...let's go away for a bit. You and me. Little vacation. I think we deserve it. I don't think I'll be a popular guy around town for a while, anyways.
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[He's a businessman, not a gambling man, but even so, he wouldn't put any bets on him. Elysium is putting something on him, snuggled tight into him as he is now. Maybe its not a bet. Maybe he just wants Sampo to coil around him and hold him tight. An example of existence. If you long for an embrace, and no one is there to give it, do you exist in this world?]
[He sighs. And then lets himself a little treat here, nose nuzzling into the man's feathery hair as he sways them side to side.]
...I miss that tail, sometimes. You'd hold it oh so nicely.
[And so he, too, returns the favor. Its only something that Elysium would understand, and Elysium would know. He briefly wonders how this may look on the outside. A love affair? Ha. A joke from a clown. As if it would ever be simple. Sampo finds his own hands carressing over the man's back. As if there could be wings there.]
But anyways. Yeah. Sure. Words for me. Y'know...let's go away for a bit. You and me. Little vacation. I think we deserve it. I don't think I'll be a popular guy around town for a while, anyways.