[ Era keeps glancing at her ring finger once the ceremony is over and done with, almost as though she isn't sure what just happened. She's happy to be with Aymeric - overjoyed, really - but it's also very... overwhelming. Her head spins, and not just because of her missing horn.
Somehow it isn't surprising to find that Aymeric's current residence is larger than her cottage back in the Lavender Beds. It gets a tired breath of a laugh. Why do people need so much space to live in? Anima would likely wish to explore every nook and cranny, were he not safe in Xistentia with Peki.
Her dear friend - now her dear husband (and that will take a good long while to get used to) - does indeed lessen the tension with his statement. Era has been yearning to simply curl up against Aymeric's chest and be held in his arms for days on end. It's a tad bit frightening how much she has come to need these things from him in her life. Is that what love is? ]
If you would be so kind. I shall get ready for bed.
[ Her posture screamed of how exhausted she is as soon as she stepped through the threshold into Aymeric's apartment; spine curved and steps more a shuffle than a stride. It's as though gravity has put in extra effort to drag her down.
Era offers her friend a smile before making her way to where she believes the bathroom to be. She takes a moment to wash her face and brush her teeth with a spare toothbrush she scrounged up, then trades her ao dai and tights for her favourite pink yukata (minus the obi) and her favourite pair of lace-trimmed cotton panties.
With that finished, Era exits the bathroom and looks for Aymeric. ]
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Somehow it isn't surprising to find that Aymeric's current residence is larger than her cottage back in the Lavender Beds. It gets a tired breath of a laugh. Why do people need so much space to live in? Anima would likely wish to explore every nook and cranny, were he not safe in Xistentia with Peki.
Her dear friend - now her dear husband (and that will take a good long while to get used to) - does indeed lessen the tension with his statement. Era has been yearning to simply curl up against Aymeric's chest and be held in his arms for days on end. It's a tad bit frightening how much she has come to need these things from him in her life. Is that what love is? ]
If you would be so kind. I shall get ready for bed.
[ Her posture screamed of how exhausted she is as soon as she stepped through the threshold into Aymeric's apartment; spine curved and steps more a shuffle than a stride. It's as though gravity has put in extra effort to drag her down.
Era offers her friend a smile before making her way to where she believes the bathroom to be. She takes a moment to wash her face and brush her teeth with a spare toothbrush she scrounged up, then trades her ao dai and tights for her favourite pink yukata (minus the obi) and her favourite pair of lace-trimmed cotton panties.
With that finished, Era exits the bathroom and looks for Aymeric. ]