[ falco nods, quietly and slowly. that had been one stone to kill two questions at once. he has a feeling that adding here and other places would be more confusion on a plate that wasn't necessary. it was hard for falco to let go of formalities with the two to begin with— they were respectable and cherished men to him. he can feel his eyes and the inside of his nose begin to sting the longer he looks at the both of them, his gaze falling to keep his composure. ]
Both of you, for some months.
[ he'd like to hug them. he missed them, he's realized, now with them here in front of him once again. but there's an unspoken distance between them now that he can't seem to cross. it feels gaping and empty. ]
It's . . . nice to see you, though. I'm Falco. [ ah, and— the egg creature in his arms cradled like an infant. he gestures only with his elbow and a slight raise of the togepi in the sling its in, front the bottom, and nibbling away at a bread roll. ] —This is Confetti.
[ it's cute, and it shrills at them; but it seems to have noticed a balance in the boy and eyes him from his chest. ]
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Both of you, for some months.
[ he'd like to hug them. he missed them, he's realized, now with them here in front of him once again. but there's an unspoken distance between them now that he can't seem to cross. it feels gaping and empty. ]
It's . . . nice to see you, though. I'm Falco. [ ah, and— the egg creature in his arms cradled like an infant. he gestures only with his elbow and a slight raise of the togepi in the sling its in, front the bottom, and nibbling away at a bread roll. ] —This is Confetti.
[ it's cute, and it shrills at them; but it seems to have noticed a balance in the boy and eyes him from his chest. ]