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Lighter or pastel colors. It accents your behavior.

[He takes one of his hands and kisses the tips of his fingers.]

You were an excellent Chief. They couldn't have picked a better candidate. Though I still believe you would have made and excellent Emet-Selch.

[He smiles at the kiss, then strokes Emet's cheek with his hand.]

And I've told you many times why I wouldn't have been a better fit than you. But I think you wouldn't believe me no matter what.

Hmmm. I had always wondered. If you hadn’t been tethered to your desk job, would you have desires to travel more? Like Azem. Perhaps even with them.

Hmmm~ Perhaps! It's a very romantic notion, isn't it? Though the life on the road isn't quite for me. I like civilisation's convenience.

I know I’m a home body and Azem my opposite, but I honestly thought you’d enjoy traveling more than not.

With your affinity for making friends after all.

Who says it can't be both? I enjoy making friends and soft beds and good food. Besides, I imagine you would have grown jealous were I to be away from you for too long.

Me being jealous would be beside the point.

[He kisses his cheek before he helps him out of the tub wrapping him in a soft and fluffy robe.]

But your mention of food does remind me I should make you dinner. I could now, if you like.

[He positively BASKS in the attention! Immediately linking arms with Emet as they make their way back.]

You're really intent on pampering me today, aren't you? But I would love that.

[pause,]

I assume you do know how to cook.

[He just laughs pretending like he is just indulging him, but enjoying it immensely. But at the cooking comment.]

Of course! What do you take me for? Let me borrow your kitchen and why don't you wait here. I do want it to be a surprise.

[Kisses Emet's cheek before depositing himself comfortably on the couch, and probably polarizing a bunch of pillows over to himself. It's important.]

Will you get me some roses and wine while you're about it, too?

Yes, dear.

[Look, he'd do the same thing with pillows if he had that ability and he's charmed by the kiss. He will come back in a bit. It does take a while because he makes soup. 'Glory Be' Garlean soup to be specific though he hardly knows the name of it as he sets it down.

He also has a delightful red wine in crystal glasses complete with curly straws as well.

Instead of flowers, however, he found some small mechanic butterflies that slightly flutter their wings in the light. He does sit next to him to affix a few in his hair.]

[He looks pleased at the arrival of food, but even more pleased at the arrival of Emet himself, immediately pulling him down onto the couch next to him when Emet puts the food down. The butterflies are a terribly sweet gesture; he looks incredibly touched, reaching up to brush his fingers against them.]

Oh, these are incredibly cute... Perhaps I should get some for you too. I think black and red would look good on you.

I thought you would like them.

[He doesn't need any convincing to sit next to him and he gets a spoonful of soup and tries to feed it to him.]

Black and red have always been my colors. Perhaps with a bit of fuchsia and purple as well.

[Oh, the feeding is cute. He smiles at that but lets Emet feed him. They're really just doing all the most disgustingly loveydovey couple things, huh.]

That's a good idea. Perhaps as the edging on the wings... oh, or maybe some white lines? To evoke your mask of office?

[He laughs a bit at that.]

I'm surprised you aren't suggesting to give them all little scowls. But I like the idea of the accents.

Oh, I think the little scowls would fit your younger self better. I imagine he would get jealous otherwise, if I don't get him gifts as well.

If you do desire to lavish him, we should both give him gifts. And your younger self as well.

[... well it's clear from his expression that, somehow, it's never occurred to hit on his younger self as well.]

Come now. It must have crossed your mind at least once.

I confess that it hasn't. I was mostly thinking about the fact that I would have two of you to amuse myself with.

You will get to terrorize yourself as well. Won't that be delightful!

[He feeds him another bite before he just leans against him. The benefit of being the smaller of the two.]

[And the benefit of being the bigger of the two is he gets to drag Emet into his lap. Keep feeding him please and thank]

Oh, I rather think he and I would join forces. After all, there is likely little I could terrorize him with, at least that he wouldn't be able to turn back on myself.

[He just laughs and shakes his head.]

You are always going to demand to be taller, aren't you? Well, I must admit I can't complain too much.

[And he does continue to feed him.]

Well, I want to see you two together at least once. A treat for myself.

[soup! Time! He eats with obvious enjoyment, although sometimes he's a brat and doesn't let the spoon go.

He looks flustered at the demand, but definitely not against it.]

Would you just watch us? I imagined you'd want to join in.

[If he holds it between his teeth, he probably will just leave it there.]

I suppose I could hold one of you down.

[He does kiss his cheek.]

Something to look forward to, hmm.

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