[ True to his word, Gold finishes running errands in town and appears at Stolas' home in the afternoon, with a bundle of what appeared to be Florentines. He decided they looked nice enough without any interference from him. Simple but rather pretty, and with more effort than expected given what everyone was coming down from. That made them seem fitting.
He doesn't know what this is. But it feels different. Different enough that when he thought of someone like Loki, looked at their relationship and now confidently could call that friendship? Remembered he had used that word to describe this sooner? And it felt very different, still?
Well, he needs to acknowledge that, and be aware of all the things that could interfere with, or make worse if handled incorrectly, with some care. Even if he is not certain what that means right now.
He is careful to wipe any doubt or trepidation from his features before knocking. Perhaps things are still too heavy to fully smile, even before the world went insane it was like that. But he can be pleasant, at least.
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He doesn't know what this is. But it feels different. Different enough that when he thought of someone like Loki, looked at their relationship and now confidently could call that friendship? Remembered he had used that word to describe this sooner? And it felt very different, still?
Well, he needs to acknowledge that, and be aware of all the things that could interfere with, or make worse if handled incorrectly, with some care. Even if he is not certain what that means right now.
He is careful to wipe any doubt or trepidation from his features before knocking. Perhaps things are still too heavy to fully smile, even before the world went insane it was like that. But he can be pleasant, at least.
Wants to be, even. ]
As promised.