[ Eli's only slightly disappointed that Celeste doesn't immediately come up with any other "prayers" to be answered or, more honestly, requests of him since he's hardly divine. It's easy to let his imagination run wild with what those might be...
But until then, he's left to watch curiously as Celeste finally tries one of the spirit apples. ]
[Despite any disappointment... he can't help but find some fun in just letting Eli's imagination run wild.
And he'll be keeping those prayers in his back pocket for the best/worst time to pull them out, surely.]
Is it...?
[Is it good? Aside from the flavor - sweet and crisp and just a bit tart - being better than any he remembered (but that's not a surprise, given how long it's been), and aside from the warm magical spark inherent of it being a product of this place... It's compassion. Affection. Care. It's humanity, something he'd thought he threw away decades ago, right there in his hands in a simple little fruit.
And Eli asks if it's good, as if that simple little word could encompass it.]
[ It may not describe everything it means to Celeste or every little thing he feels, but it's enough for Eli. He grins, immediately pleased that he's done something good for someone else. Especially for Celeste. He has to think... how much more spirit food can he get out of Mina and the goddess? What else could he ask for?
Ah, but now he's fully awake. If he'd been having trouble sleeping before, now there's no way he's going back to sleep. For something as simple as a gift of apples, it's sort of exciting. ]
I guess that's... all I had for you.
[ Ah, now it's time to feel awkward. Hm. What else is there to say? He wonders, idly scratching his chest as he looks around the landscape... dormscape? Of the local Nekyia. ]
I guess I'll go grab a shirt and go for a run or something now. I mean. I won't just stand here and stare at you eating apples, you know?
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But until then, he's left to watch curiously as Celeste finally tries one of the spirit apples. ]
Well? Is it good?
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And he'll be keeping those prayers in his back pocket for the best/worst time to pull them out, surely.]
Is it...?
[Is it good? Aside from the flavor - sweet and crisp and just a bit tart - being better than any he remembered (but that's not a surprise, given how long it's been), and aside from the warm magical spark inherent of it being a product of this place... It's compassion. Affection. Care. It's humanity, something he'd thought he threw away decades ago, right there in his hands in a simple little fruit.
And Eli asks if it's good, as if that simple little word could encompass it.]
Yeah. Yeah, it's good.
[And he'll pretend it can.]
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[ It may not describe everything it means to Celeste or every little thing he feels, but it's enough for Eli. He grins, immediately pleased that he's done something good for someone else. Especially for Celeste. He has to think... how much more spirit food can he get out of Mina and the goddess? What else could he ask for?
Ah, but now he's fully awake. If he'd been having trouble sleeping before, now there's no way he's going back to sleep. For something as simple as a gift of apples, it's sort of exciting. ]
I guess that's... all I had for you.
[ Ah, now it's time to feel awkward. Hm. What else is there to say? He wonders, idly scratching his chest as he looks around the landscape... dormscape? Of the local Nekyia. ]
I guess I'll go grab a shirt and go for a run or something now. I mean. I won't just stand here and stare at you eating apples, you know?