[Can't hurry love. What a phrase, for the starved of it to live by. She doesn't really know what or who they are that Lup references so often that supposedly say such things. But it is Lup who says it and for it she is still wise, and that is enough for now.
By the end of Lup's words, she's the one who follows that up with the return squeeze of her hand.]
[The rest of the hour passes by quickly enough, filled with small talk, long stretches of silence, Lup quietly filling the brazier with more incense at timed intervals until the pile is fully depleted. As the last stick burns and fizzles out, and the spell reaches its conclusion, the arcane energy swirls around in the center.
Releasing Honerva's hand, she reaches out and lifts the brazier out of the way, letting the last of the smoke coalesce with that same energy. In a matter of seconds, that smoke forms into a silhouette... and then solidifies, finally, into the shape of a cat.
Ditto yawns, stretches, and rolls over the glyphs on the floor, displaying his belly and pawing the air, making Lup huff a laugh.]
You asshole. You make us wait all this time and the first chance you get, you're covered in chalk.
[She can't even fake sounding annoyed about it. It's just... really, really good to see him again.]
[ It's not so long of a time, as much as it might seem so while in the moment. Certainly a baby lesson on patience, of sensing him there, waiting for the moment of arrival. When Lup laughs, she does as well, mostly drinking in the sight of a reunion. ]
Well, there was likely not much chance of doing that where he's been, was there?
[ She doesn't know. But odd spirit that he is, perhaps he is happy too, in his own way to be drawn forth and to become... companionable. ]
Probably not. Must be hard to come by on the fae side.
[Already sensing her need, Ditto straightens up and pads over to her, rubbing up against her crossed legs, then climbing into her lap, raising his paws to rest on her chest as he leans in to rub his head on her chin. It doesn't take her long at all to give in to his obvious request and start scratching at his head and across his back, pressing her face into his fur. Her voice is hushed, very carefully restrained.]
Hey buddy, hey... I know. I know. Been too long again.
[ Now this was a sweet reunion. It's almost enough for her to sit by quietly and observe them, and drink in the way the bond and affection flows both ways. Clearly, that was also lacking in that other realm where spirits frolicked.
Perhaps there was something healing about watching something... set right. She wants to send for Kova, but they need this moment, she thinks. ]
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By the end of Lup's words, she's the one who follows that up with the return squeeze of her hand.]
No, you are not. And neither am I.
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Releasing Honerva's hand, she reaches out and lifts the brazier out of the way, letting the last of the smoke coalesce with that same energy. In a matter of seconds, that smoke forms into a silhouette... and then solidifies, finally, into the shape of a cat.
Ditto yawns, stretches, and rolls over the glyphs on the floor, displaying his belly and pawing the air, making Lup huff a laugh.]
You asshole. You make us wait all this time and the first chance you get, you're covered in chalk.
[She can't even fake sounding annoyed about it. It's just... really, really good to see him again.]
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Well, there was likely not much chance of doing that where he's been, was there?
[ She doesn't know. But odd spirit that he is, perhaps he is happy too, in his own way to be drawn forth and to become... companionable. ]
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[Already sensing her need, Ditto straightens up and pads over to her, rubbing up against her crossed legs, then climbing into her lap, raising his paws to rest on her chest as he leans in to rub his head on her chin. It doesn't take her long at all to give in to his obvious request and start scratching at his head and across his back, pressing her face into his fur. Her voice is hushed, very carefully restrained.]
Hey buddy, hey... I know. I know. Been too long again.
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Perhaps there was something healing about watching something... set right. She wants to send for Kova, but they need this moment, she thinks. ]