[It's only this once and it's only because he knows Aymeric will give him grief about the wrinkles.
Well. Partially about that. Now that everything is out in the open so to speak--and Aymeric has asked 'what now', he realizes that he truly doesn't know. He'd barely begun to think about any sort of attraction to others when he was a child before the destruction of Ferndale--and then his only interest had been the pursuit of strength, his quest to become the Azure. By the time his age group was pursuing the sorts of interpersonal relationships rife in the ranks of the Temple Knights, he'd developed such a fearsome reputation that no one was interested in approaching him for any kind of tryst, not that he would have welcomed such advances. He's completely adrift.
(Well. There are half-recalled memories that weren't his, but he and Aymeric certainly weren't going to be engaging in any sort of courtship flights.)
Despite having just initiated things, so to speak, there's something more fearfully intimate about Aymeric kissing his hand, on top of realizing that he doesn't know how to answer that question, and he blushes bright red.]
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Well. Partially about that. Now that everything is out in the open so to speak--and Aymeric has asked 'what now', he realizes that he truly doesn't know. He'd barely begun to think about any sort of attraction to others when he was a child before the destruction of Ferndale--and then his only interest had been the pursuit of strength, his quest to become the Azure. By the time his age group was pursuing the sorts of interpersonal relationships rife in the ranks of the Temple Knights, he'd developed such a fearsome reputation that no one was interested in approaching him for any kind of tryst, not that he would have welcomed such advances. He's completely adrift.
(Well. There are half-recalled memories that weren't his, but he and Aymeric certainly weren't going to be engaging in any sort of courtship flights.)
Despite having just initiated things, so to speak, there's something more fearfully intimate about Aymeric kissing his hand, on top of realizing that he doesn't know how to answer that question, and he blushes bright red.]
To be honest? I've no swiving clue.