Lio listens quietly. The old ways to the letter. It's still startling to hear that someone still walks those paths, and what are the chances that he'd land in Galo's forest of all places? It feels like the workings of destiny, and he doesn't know what to make of that.
He nods lightly, commenting as casually as possible. "Yes well, better not to hide beautiful things." Does he mean the tattoos or Galo's chest? Yes.
Still following, he's noting the way the forest reacts to Galo still. It's fascinating how completely he seems to belong here, like he's been grown from the soil like any other tree or plant. "Tell me. I do need to know."
What they're doing could change everything, or it could all go up in flames.
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Date: 2020-05-25 02:15 am (UTC)He nods lightly, commenting as casually as possible. "Yes well, better not to hide beautiful things." Does he mean the tattoos or Galo's chest? Yes.
Still following, he's noting the way the forest reacts to Galo still. It's fascinating how completely he seems to belong here, like he's been grown from the soil like any other tree or plant. "Tell me. I do need to know."
What they're doing could change everything, or it could all go up in flames.