louis watches their every move and can feel himself going week in the knees; not because heâs faint or anything, but because heâs so enamored with nix. everything that they do is so gentle and it makes him feel SAFE. holding up the sparkling bandaid to the light and wiping a stray tear with the back of his hand, he nods and smiles to them (pecking their cheek as he walks past and goes to sit cross-legged in the floor by the tortoise). reaching over to pet styx, he admires the other from this angle and perks up when he hears their sweet voice. âi donât mind. you can ask me whatever youâd like to.â louis responds, tone soft as he fades out a little (trying to remember things as clearly as he can, time not having been kind to some of the things heâd almost tried to forget). âi was turned in 1791. i was 25 at the time. so, itâs been a while.â
a soft blush appears on nixâs cheek from the kiss. thereâs a quick recurring thought of what it might be like to really kiss louis, but nix carefully avoids thinking on that too much. âso itâs been quite a long time...do you ever miss the sunlight? i think i would miss sunlight.â their voice gentle as they speak. half their attention is on the potion while the other half is on louis. itâs nice having him around. between him and styx being there in the little shop nix is the happiest theyâve ever been. they thought it wouldnât get better when they first opened the shop with styx but somehow louis has come in and made it better.