Galo trips him up again. The apology. This... who the hell is this human? Lio frowns faintly. Is he the one making assumptions now? Clearly Galo is willing to have an open mind; doesn't this man who's taken the risk to help a stranger in need deserve at least that much? A tension in Lio's shoulders ease. Maybe... maybe he can trust this man.
A little.
"What do you mean deal with?" There's a genuine curiosity in it, and a subtle softening of Lio's tone. He doesn't let his walls down often or easily, and they're still very much off, but maybe not quite so high. There is something disarming about this mage whose soul burns just as fiery as any dragon Lio has known.
"I won't go anywhere." He shifts from his knees to sitting instead, drawing one knee up to his chest and watching Galo still. He's going to figure this one out. Then his stomach growls its approval of the smell of sizzling meat, and Lio looks away sheepishly.
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Date: 2020-05-03 09:56 pm (UTC)A little.
"What do you mean deal with?" There's a genuine curiosity in it, and a subtle softening of Lio's tone. He doesn't let his walls down often or easily, and they're still very much off, but maybe not quite so high. There is something disarming about this mage whose soul burns just as fiery as any dragon Lio has known.
"I won't go anywhere." He shifts from his knees to sitting instead, drawing one knee up to his chest and watching Galo still. He's going to figure this one out. Then his stomach growls its approval of the smell of sizzling meat, and Lio looks away sheepishly.