It is. I, ah...a friend of mine drew it, if you'd like to see sometime.
[Ianchus' neck is somewhat red under his hair; ah, he doesn't embarrass easily, but his home has always been a thing somewhat intimate to him. He'll talk about the landscape easily enough, but this is somewhat...different. He feels exposed.
He changes the subject quickly, lacing his fingers and leaning into the camera, his sweet, confident smile reasserting itself.]
There's something comforting about being by bodies of water, ah? I agree. Although I must say, I envy how comfortable you are with the cold. I'm left shaking out of my bones like a naked babe, desperate for my mother's warm arms and teat. Frozen as it is, our lake is a terrifying, foreign entity to me.
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[Ianchus' neck is somewhat red under his hair; ah, he doesn't embarrass easily, but his home has always been a thing somewhat intimate to him. He'll talk about the landscape easily enough, but this is somewhat...different. He feels exposed.
He changes the subject quickly, lacing his fingers and leaning into the camera, his sweet, confident smile reasserting itself.]
There's something comforting about being by bodies of water, ah? I agree. Although I must say, I envy how comfortable you are with the cold. I'm left shaking out of my bones like a naked babe, desperate for my mother's warm arms and teat. Frozen as it is, our lake is a terrifying, foreign entity to me.