Thread: I Always Wanted You (how_is_you x N7Biotic)

While the sun blinded Rydel, it certainly did not deafen him, and he heard with crystalline clarity the voice of his sister. His heightened situational awareness from his training caused his eyes to lock onto the source of the voice calling out to him rather immediately. As soon as his irises focused on her a wide smile came to his face, and he welcomed Fayeth's tight hug with outstretched arms of his own, arms which wrapped themselves gently around her waist as the hug commenced. He didn't mind in the slightest the duration of the hug, and chuckled himself as the flower crown was placed upon his head. He was sure somewhere in their home he still had previous headwear that she had crafted, but the flowers themselves might have died from the time passing. His voice, deep and seeming to constantly try to soothe anyone he talked to, spoke quietly in response to Fayeth. Oh, Fayeth, I've missed you myself. It has been ages , that much is for sure. The three rapid fire questions that were sent his way were not lost, each and every word hitting his ear just as clearly as the last. College was educational, as one would expect. I learned a few things, mainly about nature, which was a subject I gravitated towards. As far as people...well, no one special, not as special as you, sister. Much like the peck that Fayeth planted on her cheek, Rydel left one of his own, though it was chaste in nature. In the past, he had certainly felt feelings for his sister, but talks with priests and the like when they visited their village made him squash them down rather effectively. When Fayeth brought up his perceived exhaustion from his trip, Rydel shook his head. No, I am rather well... His words trailed off almost immediately into a yawn, betraying his words about as effectively as the dark circles under his eyes. They were from late nights, though not specifically from studying dusty tomes. Chuckling at the contradiction, he shrugged his shoulders. Well, I may be a bit tired, I suppose. The offer to help carry his bags was declined with a gentle shake of his head, the strap of his knapsack readjusted on his shoulder with a simple arm movement, though simply the mentioning of food had caused his stomach to rumble and his mouth to begin watering. He loved his sister's cooking, and while the food at the Assassin's Guild was nourishing, it wasn't exactly flavorful, and the meal he was about to receive was one of the motivating factors to his return home when offered. The parting of their hands didn't spring any sort of alarms in his mind about what his sister was thinking, but once his hands were released he shifted his knapsack once more, motioning with a free hand towards her. Well, if we are to return home, then it is only fitting that you lead the way, Fayeth. You might have moved house in my absence! Chuckling at his joke, the 'student' wondered if the correctness of his speech was too much. He was trying to put on a learned air to better fool his sister and the rest of the villagers that he had indeed studied at the college, but the fake words coming out of his mouth seemed overkill. As the pair of them walked to their home, wherever that may be, his eyes darted along rooftops and down alleyways whenever Fayeth was not looking in his direction, his trained eyes scanning the darkest corners of the village for attackers. He didn't want to be exposed for his newfound skill at combat by some mugger or drunk fool.