[ After everything that's happened, it's nice to see a familiar face and one of the ones that he holds most dear. The hakama he himself is wearing is slightly brighter and lighter in color that Aether's own, sweeping strokes of blue and silver and white coalescing into patterns of the ocean on the thin fabric. The obi is actually tied properly, meaning he's actually had some practice with it, found someone to do it for him or else thought the occasion too special to do anything less than what was expected of him.
His gaze looks appreciatively over Aether's own kimono and he reaches out, gently touching the ends of his hair before he moves to take a seat beside him. There were no concerns about forgetting Aether or their relationship; they'd been through one time loop already and even before coming to this place, he'd been fond of the Traveler.
Folding his legs up under him, he sets down his own drink and glances up at the ceiling proper, taking in the placement of the stars overhead and wondering over how things were going back home. ]
We'd have to start all over, you know. That doesn't bother you at all?
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His gaze looks appreciatively over Aether's own kimono and he reaches out, gently touching the ends of his hair before he moves to take a seat beside him. There were no concerns about forgetting Aether or their relationship; they'd been through one time loop already and even before coming to this place, he'd been fond of the Traveler.
Folding his legs up under him, he sets down his own drink and glances up at the ceiling proper, taking in the placement of the stars overhead and wondering over how things were going back home. ]
We'd have to start all over, you know. That doesn't bother you at all?