10/26/2026, 2:31 PM
He does not stop grinning, but the star-freckled man does hum in agreement.
Mhmm.As if to prove he can, indeed, be quiet if that was what she needed. Fa'liya agrees to speak with him - or let him speak, at least, if he can do so at a pace she can keep up with. Sverke gives a little sigh, nods his head. The shadowy waif is like a dark pearl, and he is not quite finished admiring her sheen in the striped golden light.
Not quiet, indeed. Troublesome thing.Sverke fires off a scathing glare at the offending bird, before tilting his chin in mocking invitation. Come on down, but the glint in the wolf's eyes makes clear he intends to snap up the creature if it makes a misstep.
Two-toned eyes flit back to the woman's icy pair as she speaks again. Sverke's expression smooths, suddenly a bit pensive and entirely lacking in the predatory edge so often dancing upon his features.
Oh. Looking for my other brother, first. Then, we were just....wandering, I guess.
You come for something?
Nothing worth remembering, nothing worth wanting, more than the other half of his soul now absent, unreachable.
Lashes droop over bright eyes, coy, smarmy grin curling upon his lips,
I came to see the beauty of the world, Fa'liya. And thanks to you, I have found it.
