For his part, he couldn't help but notice that Alaric seemed a tad overwhelmed by it all. Then again, who wouldn't when he'd presumably gone on what seemed like a simple trip to see a friend and speak with them? Though about what topic he couldn't be sure, a question for later like many others he had. For now he let the lull of conversation wash over him, beside his childhood friend though he was. Revas did his best not to crowd the other, no matter the urge he had to tug the other to sit down beside him and spent much needed time learning of what had transpired since that fateful terrible day. Not now. At the very least it looked as if he'd been lucky to keep all his limbs in tact and in working order, that was something. Elgar'nan was hardly known for his kindness after all.
[color=#008e02]"History, huh, well there certainly is plenty of that."[/color] A quiet murmur, soft and contemplative of just how much had changed. He wondered if those that called him here would be proud or potentially horrified of the person he'd become as an Elvhen. Nevertheless the thwack that sounded out into the air dragged his attention away, ah, another one of Ruth's quips. Despite seemingly being rather attached to the coffee before him, well nothing new there at least. If nothing else Megara seemed content to stop the young elven from getting out of hand while it was still relatively early in the day. It was nice, an attempt made to stop the spoiling of seeing his friend once again.
While of course, Ruth kept pestering regardless. Some of it at least, he did not mind giving an answer to. Even if he could not be certain why Alaric had originally come to visit Megara, he supposed the basics of their relationship was not a secret that needed to be hidden. [color=#008e02]"He's a friend Ruth, my oldest friend. We've known one another since we were boys. I'm sure I would be a different person entirely, if not for him."[/color] A quick glance, the flash of a smile, of warmth and comfort in being in the presence of one he truly trusted. No matter how long it had been, that would never fade.
[color=#008e02]"History, huh, well there certainly is plenty of that."[/color] A quiet murmur, soft and contemplative of just how much had changed. He wondered if those that called him here would be proud or potentially horrified of the person he'd become as an Elvhen. Nevertheless the thwack that sounded out into the air dragged his attention away, ah, another one of Ruth's quips. Despite seemingly being rather attached to the coffee before him, well nothing new there at least. If nothing else Megara seemed content to stop the young elven from getting out of hand while it was still relatively early in the day. It was nice, an attempt made to stop the spoiling of seeing his friend once again.
While of course, Ruth kept pestering regardless. Some of it at least, he did not mind giving an answer to. Even if he could not be certain why Alaric had originally come to visit Megara, he supposed the basics of their relationship was not a secret that needed to be hidden. [color=#008e02]"He's a friend Ruth, my oldest friend. We've known one another since we were boys. I'm sure I would be a different person entirely, if not for him."[/color] A quick glance, the flash of a smile, of warmth and comfort in being in the presence of one he truly trusted. No matter how long it had been, that would never fade.
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