Yes, but Lahabrea doesn't voice it. Instead, he merely smirks as he regards Hythlodaeus with a hint of amusement in his gaze.
This might be his first encounter with the Chief of the Bureau of Architect but this entire scenario isn't completely new to him. He would be lying if he said otherwise thanks to the myriad of subordinates who constantly vied for his attention. While he never paid any of them any mind, there was at least one person he had his eye on. Sadly, he was in no condition to return their affections at the time and they've since returned to the Aetherial Sea. Nevertheless, he can't help but feel somewhat flattered by Hythlodaeus' boldness.
"That sounds like a rather delightful idea," He mutters while thinking about some of the other concepts and designs he has yet to commit to form. "'Tis a shame we've been whisked away so far from our Star. There was still so much I needed to do but now I find myself on an impromptu sabbatical."
Just as a sigh passes through his lips, Hythlodaeus suddenly offers his hand. He stares at it in quiet contemplation before reaching out to clasp it. This is...foreign to him. Very foreign after decades of solitude and loneliness. Lahabrea did all that he could to keep others at bay and now he finds himself on a dangerous precipice all because he yearns for touch. His hand is a little rough and his fingers long but he's anything but gentle.
"Very well. I suppose...I don't mind." His grip tightens slightly.
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This might be his first encounter with the Chief of the Bureau of Architect but this entire scenario isn't completely new to him. He would be lying if he said otherwise thanks to the myriad of subordinates who constantly vied for his attention. While he never paid any of them any mind, there was at least one person he had his eye on. Sadly, he was in no condition to return their affections at the time and they've since returned to the Aetherial Sea. Nevertheless, he can't help but feel somewhat flattered by Hythlodaeus' boldness.
"That sounds like a rather delightful idea," He mutters while thinking about some of the other concepts and designs he has yet to commit to form. "'Tis a shame we've been whisked away so far from our Star. There was still so much I needed to do but now I find myself on an impromptu sabbatical."
Just as a sigh passes through his lips, Hythlodaeus suddenly offers his hand. He stares at it in quiet contemplation before reaching out to clasp it. This is...foreign to him. Very foreign after decades of solitude and loneliness. Lahabrea did all that he could to keep others at bay and now he finds himself on a dangerous precipice all because he yearns for touch. His hand is a little rough and his fingers long but he's anything but gentle.
"Very well. I suppose...I don't mind." His grip tightens slightly.