[Despite the words Scaramouche's fading blush returns, dusting across his face once more in a deep red. He knows what the samurai is doing, attempting to embarrass him as though people knowing he was being looked for was something to want to hide. Why would he care that Kazuha had been asking around for him? While they didn't often spend time in public places, he never once hid their - friendship he reminds himself - never had he hid it.
It would have been annoying had anyone he asked - if he had actually asked - come up to him. The immortal's night however, had been free of many unwanted and overly chatty interactions. He felt no lingering eyes and no one was foolish enough to approach him to speak of the samurai.
There's an ease to how Kazuha slots their hands back together, as though he were waiting for it, pulling him closer. And he allows it, as he allows far too much when it comes to the other Inazuman. There's an odd comfort in being close, the hold on him gentle in comparison to earlier when all he wanted to do was run.
The news has him glancing up, peering into striking red eyes in surprise. He fought the Shogun and lived? It's not something Scaramouche would expect, humans didn't just come out of a fight with her intact - the samurai was much stronger than he predicted, and he feels something akin to relief wash over him.
Back in Teyvat, Kazuha doesn't die. He'll live which means that perhaps he'll stop being so reckless, acting as though his death has already been sealed. The thought has him offering a small smile of his own, though slightly strained.]
I'm glad to hear it. I expect details when you have them... if we remember.
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[Despite the words Scaramouche's fading blush returns, dusting across his face once more in a deep red. He knows what the samurai is doing, attempting to embarrass him as though people knowing he was being looked for was something to want to hide. Why would he care that Kazuha had been asking around for him? While they didn't often spend time in public places, he never once hid their - friendship he reminds himself - never had he hid it.
It would have been annoying had anyone he asked - if he had actually asked - come up to him. The immortal's night however, had been free of many unwanted and overly chatty interactions. He felt no lingering eyes and no one was foolish enough to approach him to speak of the samurai.
There's an ease to how Kazuha slots their hands back together, as though he were waiting for it, pulling him closer. And he allows it, as he allows far too much when it comes to the other Inazuman. There's an odd comfort in being close, the hold on him gentle in comparison to earlier when all he wanted to do was run.
The news has him glancing up, peering into striking red eyes in surprise. He fought the Shogun and lived? It's not something Scaramouche would expect, humans didn't just come out of a fight with her intact - the samurai was much stronger than he predicted, and he feels something akin to relief wash over him.
Back in Teyvat, Kazuha doesn't die. He'll live which means that perhaps he'll stop being so reckless, acting as though his death has already been sealed. The thought has him offering a small smile of his own, though slightly strained.]
I'm glad to hear it. I expect details when you have them... if we remember.