Tempus cocks his head, and the glimmering amethyst of his eyes seems to flare gently with interest as Zerxus' grin deepens.
"He can't respond directly, not to anyone but me." Zerxus brushes his temple with a hint of wistfulness; Tempus isn't the only presence meant to be there. "But he's intrigued. He thinks you're probably less tedious than most people."
It's hard to say whether the impatience with society at large is natural for a celestial griffon or Zerxus' influence or some combination of both.
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Date: 2023-08-29 08:42 pm (UTC)"He can't respond directly, not to anyone but me." Zerxus brushes his temple with a hint of wistfulness; Tempus isn't the only presence meant to be there. "But he's intrigued. He thinks you're probably less tedious than most people."
It's hard to say whether the impatience with society at large is natural for a celestial griffon or Zerxus' influence or some combination of both.