"How cute!" Quylla giggled. "Look at how he tries to act all Faluel-ish."
"Yeah. I'm sorry, Lith, but you'd look horrible in a dress." Friya said with a laugh. "What about your "leave me alone with my pain" routine?"
"Okay, fine! I'm sorry for having been so distant lately." He gave them a bow.
"Distant and rude." Tista said.
"And self-centered." Faluel added.
"And a sourpuss." Phloria said.
"And uncaring." Friya added.
"And-"
"And thank you very much for putting up with me for so long." Lith cut Quylla short, not wanting to hear any more about the flaws he was well aware to have.
'Thank you so much, Solus. I never took you for granted, but that doesn't mean that I always appreciate enough how your presence in my life is often my last line of defense against myself.' He said via their mind link.
'You are welcome. Thanks for dancing with me tonight.' Solus replied, taking another involuntary stab at his heart.
It had been Phloria to have the idea, not him.
