[ Bariyan watches him move, and exhales a held breath. He follows Koltira to the bed, standing in front of him, arms crossed. At ease again. ]
Ah. Well... that, I'll accept.
[ And, still unsure of whether he's welcome, he moves in; leaning forwards, placing a knee on the mattress next to Koltira's hip, making to straddle his lap. Bariyan realizes his heart is racing. He's not sure if it's out of anticipation or fear, or a little bit of both. ]
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Ah. Well... that, I'll accept.
[ And, still unsure of whether he's welcome, he moves in; leaning forwards, placing a knee on the mattress next to Koltira's hip, making to straddle his lap. Bariyan realizes his heart is racing. He's not sure if it's out of anticipation or fear, or a little bit of both. ]