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“You are free to go wherever you want. But leave a part of your heart here in Ishgard. It belongs here.” — Edmont de Fortemps, Aus der Dunkelheit deines Herzens

“Oh, Thancred-” she immediately perked up, a familiar smile finding her face, “-what are you doing all the way out here?”He brought a foot up to the edge of the crate, leaning into his knee as he looked at the redheaded Viera, “Urianger had a task to see to, and I offered to accompany him on his delivery.”Truth be told, he had simply wanted to see her. After what had transpired in Ala Mhigo, he knew even she could not resist the pull of heartache. Which he hated terribly to think on - she of all people… she should always be smiling.“I see,” she nodded, a soft smile keeping the glumness at bay."How are you?" He didn't wish to bring up the topic of Rhalgar's Reach, but he could not fight of his concern. Being that intelligence gathering was somewhat of his forte, he had been quick to find out the state of things, including her in particular. Never had she faced a foe and been laid low, not like that. It had taken all his better judgement not to rush there, but she was in good company and there was nothing he could do that they could not. "Hm? I'm fine," she seemed almost confused for a moment, before it dawned on her why he would ask. "Oh." she smiled a little forlornly, but refused to let the sadness reach her eyes. "I'm okay Thancred.. thank you for asking."He took in a deep breath - it was a strange answer from her, almost a formal answer that you might give a stranger. So he persisted a little more. "Do you want to talk about it?""No." Her quick response surprised him further, but he could understand, perhaps better than anyone, not wanting to recount something so devastating. He looked at her a moment, her smile never seeming to falter, but never shifting at all. Frozen in place, as if held there by sheer will. She also did not look at him, instead staring ahead at the open waters."Okay," his reply was short and concise and did not ask anything further of her. So he sat there in silence beside her, looking out on the waves as well. A moment or two passed in quiet contemplation before he very casually shifted the hand closest to her over, his fingers testing their touch against hers before his hand settled atop hers. Dreyll offered him a sideways glance, and for the briefest moment the facade began to slip away.She said nothing, but let their fingers lace together. After a time her expression seemed to warm more genuinely. They sat like that, in shared silence, for some time.

😊 - unlikely.  Vita’ya’s too timid to actually ask someone for an actual for-real like-actual-romance date.  His romances with Lyse and Shasi are mostly based around shared experiences as Scions or, in the former case, training as monks. (A competition jumpnig puzzle counts as a date.)💑 - he’s kinda still figuring this one out.  He likes tall people - which is good because most folks fulfill that requirement by default - and people around whom he can feel comfortable letting down his guard, which isn’t many and at the moment mostly consists of the Scions and some members of their hangers-on.

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Sylvain. He is very amorous and enjoys catching her off-guard, softening the maiden when she becomes aggressive. He knows exactly how to smooth over any rancor she may have, causing her to blush with the brush of his lips. He comes in for the kill fast, but is gentle in execution.

From L-R: my Odette de Dzemael; @weaselmancer‘s Guillaume d’Hauterive; @seraphicrose-deactivated2019041‘s Colette de Dzemael--Echo-blessed champions of Ishgard.

featuring @seraphicrose’s Colette de Dzemael.