[Olivine's expression soothes somewhat, though it still maintains that healthy curiosity, the undertone of want brought about with such careful pressure. Koro is either perceptive or confident enough that it doesn't really make a difference, and the priest finds himself quite pleased to just... let himself be cared for again.]
Oh... well, I suppose it could be something else. [fingers strum his hip and his head tilts up a little more. there's a shyness—no, not a shyness. there's something coy about it, and with it a hand rises up to play over Koro's arm, his chest.] It sounds like you have some idea what may be causing it, Koro... perhaps you're willing to share?
[maybe, just little by little, he's learning from Eiden. then again... Olivine always was pretty good at innocently, coyly bringing up his wants. the whole actually expressing them thing is definitely Eiden though.]
u were well before christmas in my Past Land
[Olivine's expression soothes somewhat, though it still maintains that healthy curiosity, the undertone of want brought about with such careful pressure. Koro is either perceptive or confident enough that it doesn't really make a difference, and the priest finds himself quite pleased to just... let himself be cared for again.]
Oh... well, I suppose it could be something else. [fingers strum his hip and his head tilts up a little more. there's a shyness—no, not a shyness. there's something coy about it, and with it a hand rises up to play over Koro's arm, his chest.] It sounds like you have some idea what may be causing it, Koro... perhaps you're willing to share?
[maybe, just little by little, he's learning from Eiden. then again... Olivine always was pretty good at innocently, coyly bringing up his wants. the whole actually expressing them thing is definitely Eiden though.]