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Not reading someone's emotions would take more than just learning. It would take years of study. Emotions were a way of communicating on Venus, just like talking or body language. It was merely another way to speak to others. Picking up and using emotion was commonplace.

Ceridan nodded at Ren's suggestion. They should probably keep their conversation silent until they got to a safer place to speak. Who knew what or who could hear them in public? Somehow, he didn't appear slighted by her harsh tone and prodding words. Instead, the male's gold eyes flickered with concentration. Feeling seemed to drain away from him momentarily.

That moment was shattered when Ren reached over and took his sketchbook. The action was so sudden, it obviously startled the guardian. A surge of nearly violent emotion lashed at Ren, easily reminiscent of a cat slapping at something nearby. The feelings were pulled back with a hiss of breath.

"Yes," Ceridan calmed himself quickly, leaning over to watch the pages as Ren flipped through them. "I've had a lot of practice back home." Ren's compliments were met with a surge of gratitude - and she felt it from him. "Thank you." He accepted his work with a slight smile, but looked truly intrigued when Ren paused to open her bag.

The drawings were different, but still held beauty. There was a distinct feel in these sketches and clothing designs, and the most recent ones bore the distinct signature of earth clothing. As Ren shared her work, Ceridan found a feeling of appreciation welling over into her mind as well as his - it was only natural to share emotions on his planet.

"They're beautiful," he said, eyeing the way she clutched at the stone around her neck. Ceridan smiled a bit, then nudged her arm. "You're very good." He could feel the sudden longing within her, and it made him wonder why she was suddenly sad. Homesick, perhaps? It was hard to tell since she wasn't from Venus, and had no practice "talking" to him through emotion.

His gold eyes flickered in the direction they'd been walking. "Do you have any more at home?" he asked, gently nudging Ren's arm to bring her back out of her reverie. It was his own subtle way of reminding her that they were headed elsewhere.
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"They'll tremble in fear when the see those," Aro said, quirking a crooked smile. He reached out and lifted the knife, inspecting it as though to ensure it was real. "A real shocker this will be."

The guardian of Mars listened to the woman, but didn't know how to comfort her. Aro hadn't heard her story, and just knowing that she was in pain nearly made him uncomfortable. Something in her past had gone terribly wrong, and if he was putting the pieces together correctly, Crim was a part of that past. The thought didn't leave his mind until his red eyes found themselves on Axelia's face once again.

"Misery loves company, princess." Mathys set the knife down before her, chuckling. "While I'd like a rough-and-tumble warrior by my side, a charming moon guardian will do." As he said as much, Aro's gloved hand moved up to rest on her head, his thumb running over her forehead lightly. It was a comforting gesture, obviously one that was used on Mars. "You've got the silver tongue of a diplomat, and the looks of a high celestial. You'll be just fine." If she'd known him better, Axelia would have realized that those kinds of compliments were few and far between.

With that, Aro called their waitress over and paid for their drinks. "Where should we go from here?" His red eyes traced over the cafe's interior before moving to his bike outside. "I don't know where you live."