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"I dunno. At first glance I wouldn't necessarily know your heritage, but… like I said, very distinct," Tohru muttered quickly, trying to save himself, "Probably aided me in finding you so easily once I set my mind to it."
"I dunno. At first glance I wouldn't necessarily know your heritage, but… like I said, very distinct," Tohru muttered quickly, trying to save himself, "Probably aided me in finding you so easily once I set my mind to it."
Davin let out a breath, and nodded. What had he been expecting, anyways? "…yeah. Well. I can't help that." he replied, looking away for a moment. "I'm not all that eager to mutilate myself and cut off the horns and tail."
“Of course not,” Tobruk said, “You’re lovely the way you are. It’d be a shame if you had to do that just because your people are hated. Not to mention how painful it sounds…”
He shuddered at the thought.
“If you don’t mind me asking, what was it like there?”
Davin closed his eyes for a moment. "You mean on Kaythan?" he asked, looking over at Tohru. "I…I was only eight, mind you, so most of my memories are colored by that. Because I was so young. I…I don't know. It was beautiful. My family lived a bit north of the equator, so it was pretty warm in the summer, but we did have decent wintertimes, too."
"Yeah, Kaythan…" Tohru echoed, then listening to what Davin had to say.
Once he had stopped, Tohru tilted his head.
"It sounds quite nice, compared to my snowy hellscape of a home planet," he chuckled, "Colored by childhood memories or not, it… those are good memories. It's not a bad thing."
He smiled a little. "Yeah. It's…it was beautiful, you know? And…gods." he rubbed at his face, tilting his head towards the ceiling. "Sorry. I…"
“Don’t apologize,” Tohru chuckled, laying one hand on the other’s shoulder, “I don’t mind hearing about all that at all. And it’s more than understandable if you uh… get emotional.”
Davin glanced at him, letting out a slow breath. "…yeah. I…yeah. Sorry. It's…hard. And maybe I should be over it already, but…I'm not."
“I don’t think there’s really a point at which you should be over something like that. I mean, it’s not like you’re able to have any sort of closure, and it’s not like you’ve allowed yourself to talk to much of anyone about what you feel.”
Tohru let his hand fall away from the other’s shoulder.
“You’re fine, Davin. And I’ve said it before, but I’ll remind you that it’s completely okay to open up to me if you want.”
Davin took in a breath, nodding a little bit. "Yeah. I just…I don't know." he rubbed at his face with a hand, shaking his head a little bit.
"That's okay," Tohru said, "Sorry to bring all that up again. I was just… curious, is all."
He offered a slight smile to the other and moved his hand to his shoulder again, trying to be as reassuring as possible. Tohru wasn't so sure it was working, but he was doing his best.
"It's fine." he replied, looking over at Tohru again at the touch. "I just…I don't know. I don't talk about it a lot so it's…"
“It’s hard,” Tohru finished for him, “And that makes perfect sense.”
He let out a little sigh.
“As long as I didn’t bother you too much by bringing it up, though… like I said, that was never my intent.”
He nodded a little. "You don't…bother me. It's…like you said, it's just hard."
“Y-yeah… Sorry…”
Tohru’s voice softened, until he fell silent, staring at the twinkling stars on the wall, his hand still draped over Davin’s shoulder.
"It's alright." he replied, looking over at Tohru with a faint smile.
“I’ll let you pick the next exhibit,” Tohru suggested, hoping that changing the subject would relieve some of the tension the other might be feeling.
“What’re you thinking?”
Davin blinked. "Oh. Uhm…" he looked around. "How about art? I…don't want to see history."
Tohru smiled, perking up a little at his words.
“Yeah, I like art,” he said, “Shall we?”
He smiled. "Let's go." he headed towards the art section, his horns still hidden beneath his cloak.
Tohru followed down the halls. The art gallery was much brighter than the other sections they had seen- presumably well-lit so the works there were visible.
His eyes gazed across one wall, which was filled with ceiling-high paintings.
Davin sighed quietly, looking around at the paintings on the walls.
“So are you an art aficionado, or do you simply hold an appreciation for the craft?” Tohru asked, a little distracted as he looked up and down a few of the sculptures.
"Uhm. I just like looking at them." he replied with a laugh, looking over at Tohru.
“Understandable. I know some things, but I’m definitely not an expert,” Tohru replied, turning when he felt Davin’s gaze on him.
“Honestly I’ve never understood people who are stuck-up about art. Is it not enough to see something beautiful and enjoy it?”
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