"I’m okay staying out here if you are. If you want to go inside, then that’s fine too."

It was rather dark outside, but the fireworks offered brief moments of lighting. In between those moments of sudden bursts of light, he could spot Damian looking at him for a second, then turning back to look at the view in front of him. Sedanas wasn't quite sure what to make of his reaction, except that the unusual pause gave him reason for concern.

“You… you are a brave man. I wish I had that kind of courage…”

The way Damian said those words got him to think if he perhaps made him remember a bad memory, even to the point where he sounded on the verge of tears.

Somehow, he felt a bit guilty about that. Despite Damian's attempts to hide his emotions, he could tell something was off. Or maybe he just sounds that way because he's cold. No, he sounded far too sad to simply be cold...

Maybe he should try to comfort him? Without hurting him, preferably. He hesitated, standing there awkwardly for a good thirty seconds debating on what to do.

With his left hand that still had its glove, he gave Damian a couple of careful pats on the shoulder. He didn't like to see people upset. Because it reminded him he'd rather prefer the adrenaline of killing someone with his own hands.

tl;dr enjoying fireworks, vague references to past events/background stories, and homoerotic tensions

Sedanas didn't really like the loud booming noises of fireworks, but from where he stood they weren't too bad. He'd never seen anything like them, and he couldn't recall ever seeing them in his past life. Whether it was the strange magic of the castle at work behind the light-show or simply the power of technology, he didn't care.

"They do look amazing," he noted in wonder. "There was too much drama happening downstairs, so I figured I may as well enjoy the view."

For the most part, fireworks drowned out the rest of the guests' chatter. As pretty as it was, it got rather too loud for him, so he stepped away from the balcony for a bit, making sure he didn't bump into anyone as he did so. He didn't remember there being this many people. Had it really gotten that crowded in the short amount of time he'd been up here?

tl;dr Sedanas watches Uro and the others get into a scuffle, then goes to see the fireworks and finds Damian.

“Hey. I’m, uh, gonna head up and see the fireworks after all.”

Sedanas briefly looked at Damian, who'd already been heading upstairs.

"Ok, have fun!" He shouted to him before turning his attention back to the dishes. Maybe his curse is more potent than he thought and he just needed to get away from him...again? Somehow, he felt a sharp loneliness at the thought.

There were quite a handful of people still around on the ground floor, though he wouldn't doubt it'd be packed at the balcony too. He'll just stay here until he's had his fill of food, at least. And maybe go up when there's far less people.

Well, none of the food looked alive...most of it. He'd just have to avoid fresh salads or anything like that. The last time he tried eating that, it turned to black mush in his hands. Shame I can't eat healthy, he thought to himself, a bitter grin on his face.

He started to wonder if he couldn't just go out the castle entrance and enjoy the fireworks from there instead. Or maybe the fireworks were actually shooting up from there and it'd be a horrible idea then, getting blown up to pieces.

Looks like that guy and his giant partner are alright now and--wait, what's wrong with her eyes? ...nevermind. He shouldn't really press on the matter.

"… I actually don’t know where I dropped it."

Oh. That's bad. Well, he's just gonna have to take more care not to accidentally slap someone or anything. Damian was clearly quite exhausted with the whole ordeal.

Maybe it was one of those cases where after hours of searching for that one item, it suddenly shows up and hits you in the head that it was in an obvious spot?

"Ahh well...it's no big deal. Hopefully we won't have to stick around long. It might turn up somewhere unexpected."

The sound of fireworks came out from the balcony. He hoped it wasn't some more of that annoying magic voodoo thing. But so far, it seemed like nothing out of the ordinary happened to anyone.

“Well, what do you say we do next?”

"I'd prefer not to be in crowds, if that's fine with you." He stepped a few strides away from the people milling about near the balcony and remained a comfortable distance away from Damian. He'd been actually kind of hungry and all he had to eat so far were breadsticks, which he now realized he must have dropped because of the whole switching bodies thing.

As quickly as it happened, he found himself back in his own body. A rush of energy shot up from his right hand, which Damian soon let go of. Sedanas still felt kind of woozy, though he wasn't sure if it was the effect of transferring bodies or from their bizarre exchange of life force. It was nothing he couldn't walk off.

And it looked like things were returning to normal--if it was ever normal that is. The giant they'd been meaning to help was alive and well...except now the orange-haired guy looked not so alive. In any case, he didn't really have to worry about lifting any bodies. There wasn't much he could do for the giant's partner anyway.

He vaguely recognized the foreign words she spoke, though it was from a life long past. That was good, though--at least he's reassured there are other people from his world.

His right hand felt cold, and he looked at it realizing Damian had taken off the glove earlier. After hastily reaching around his coat in an attempt to find his glove, he decided he should just ask Damian what happened.

Seeing Damian, or his own face light up with life again, put Sedanas's mind at ease. He gradually felt worse on the outside, but at least his partner was getting better, being able to finally straighten up. It was weird, though--seeing his own self completely and utterly weakened...all in realization that he'd been reduced to such mortality after all.

“Umm… thanks for helping me out there. Are you okay? I think… I’m going to be fine, as long as we keep…”

Sedanas waited for him to finish his sentence and noticed he was staring at their hands. It hit him that he'd been holding hands with a stranger. Normally he would mind, but given the circumstances, this was an exception.

"Yes, I'll be fine..." The longer they held hands though, the weaker Sedanas felt and now he was starting to feel as exhausted as Damian once felt just a moment ago. He didn't notice his own self getting embarrassed, but he followed along, hand in hand, as they finally made their way to the unconscious giant. Maybe it was Damian's body or by sheer force of his own will, but he managed to make his way there with a few stumbles.