03-09-2015, 03:33 AM
One of Kurako's gloved hands moved, coming up to gently touch Patrin's cheek with his fingertips as the unicorn's horn slipped into his hood. Truthfully Kurako wanted to try such a thing immediately. As soon as possible, but right here and right now was not the best place nor the best time to attempt such a thing. "I'm willing to endure anything to get rid of this." The words were somewhat whispered, is voice intense, deadly serious almost.
His hand dropped when Patrin pulled back, shivering. Kurako eyed him for a bit, and then looked to Sirona as she spoke to him. "I've been looking for a long time." His tone was even again, as he struggled to keep the overwhelming emotion of hope out of it. He had never once been filled with so much hope before, and he was also terrified. He was overwhelmed with this new emotion, it could cloud his mind, his judgement.
The half-elf's eyes fell upon the other woman again. She had been silent for quite some time. He was half suspicious that she was formulating some kind of plan. It was obvious she wanted the unicorn. His body had relaxed earlier and now it tensed again, as he tried to focus on the things at hand and not the hope that was trying to overwhelm him.
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