[This has been a lot, alright, but Sycamore would be lying if he said he regretted it. Every time they talk about these topics it's...painful, but for the chance to find out how Lysandre truly feels and thinks? He can endure it.
The goats, do, admittedly help.]
I know, mon ami. I'm not trying to change you, I want to make you happy; not because of some sense of guilt, or because I think I need to make it up to you. Because I've always enjoyed doing so.
[Well, the idea of coffee has visibly perked him up a bit!]
I think we deserve some, after all this. I know I could use the caffeine. So could you, hmm?
[That last line is directed at said new friend, who has woken up from its nap and attempted to crawl off Sycamore's lap (with mixed success, he has to kind of. grab it to stop it faceplanting the grass). Go trot back to your friends, little one.
That new jumper of his has gathered quite a bit of white fluff, so Sycamore will brush both it and his pants down as he stands, stretching afterward.]
This was a lovely idea, though. There's something about this place and these little animals that calms me down.
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The goats, do, admittedly help.]
I know, mon ami. I'm not trying to change you, I want to make you happy; not because of some sense of guilt, or because I think I need to make it up to you. Because I've always enjoyed doing so.
[Have a smile, alright.]
Call me selfish, I suppose.
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Then it really is fortunate that you didn't buy coffee ahead of time; you know I like doing that.
We should get some, whenever you can bring yourself to make your new friend move.
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I think we deserve some, after all this. I know I could use the caffeine. So could you, hmm?
[That last line is directed at said new friend, who has woken up from its nap and attempted to crawl off Sycamore's lap (with mixed success, he has to kind of. grab it to stop it faceplanting the grass). Go trot back to your friends, little one.
That new jumper of his has gathered quite a bit of white fluff, so Sycamore will brush both it and his pants down as he stands, stretching afterward.]
This was a lovely idea, though. There's something about this place and these little animals that calms me down.