God, he just hoped they were doing the right thing. The dragons owed them for sure, and maybe later they could ask for aid, or further information in the short-term if not the long-term. Hell, what if they offered lodgings? Could they move from Lunatia, away from the Prismals...?
Her hand was warm in his, and he focused instead on that. When she made her request, he was puzzled, but obliged.
And like he had done for her earlier, she rose to her toes just enough to press her lips to his cheek. Both of them were probably overthinking things because they were about to let their hatchlings return among the other dragons, but like he said.
He raised his unoccupied hand to her cheek and held, offering a small, albeit melancholy nuzzle.
"We will." How much of this was them and how much of this was a side-effect of the eggs' aura still lingering on the dragons was up in the air, but it didn't make it any less potent against their emotions.
He lingered in the touch for just a moment more, drew strength from it, before he pulled away and looked back to the robotic face that had begun leaking steam.
"Up, big guy. Let's do what we came here to do." And like he weighed nothing, Zaiten began to ascend, bypassing any climbing that needed doing.
At the top would be the hand-off. At the top, if he could help it, were answers. They'd more than earned that much.
At this point, it could be all their own feelings. Naoto always had a hard time letting go so she wouldn't be surprised.
With Kanji pulled away, she leaned against his arm again as Zaiten began taken them up, both her hands again wrapping around her hatchling. Soon they would say goodbye, ask their questions, and take their time to leave. Maybe they could come back, maybe they would be disavowed from for a period of time; either way, she would be going back with him... and they would finish their paper work to move into their new residence.
No matter what, they'd be together and get through this.
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Her hand was warm in his, and he focused instead on that. When she made her request, he was puzzled, but obliged.
"Er, sorry- somethin' in my hair?"
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And like he had done for her earlier, she rose to her toes just enough to press her lips to his cheek. Both of them were probably overthinking things because they were about to let their hatchlings return among the other dragons, but like he said.
"Together, right? We'll get through this."
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"We will." How much of this was them and how much of this was a side-effect of the eggs' aura still lingering on the dragons was up in the air, but it didn't make it any less potent against their emotions.
He lingered in the touch for just a moment more, drew strength from it, before he pulled away and looked back to the robotic face that had begun leaking steam.
"Up, big guy. Let's do what we came here to do." And like he weighed nothing, Zaiten began to ascend, bypassing any climbing that needed doing.
At the top would be the hand-off. At the top, if he could help it, were answers. They'd more than earned that much.
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With Kanji pulled away, she leaned against his arm again as Zaiten began taken them up, both her hands again wrapping around her hatchling. Soon they would say goodbye, ask their questions, and take their time to leave. Maybe they could come back, maybe they would be disavowed from for a period of time; either way, she would be going back with him... and they would finish their paper work to move into their new residence.
No matter what, they'd be together and get through this.