Fiore, every action you have ever taken has conveyed that fact to me. [Chiron has known that since the moment he was summoned. He was one of the few servants who was gifted a master who worked besides him. Who allowed him to be himself, and knew that it was a worthwhile thing to listen to him when he spoke.
But there's something far deeper here. Family expectations have wormed their way into even this discussion, and Chiron understands the real reason this worries Fiore so.]
I can only insist, and only reassure that whatever your family might make of the actions, they would be coming from an outside perspective with no understanding of what centaurs are like.
I imagine that very few people are privileged enough to know what centaurs are like...
[ But he brings up a valid point (as per usual), and Fiore leans back a little more against his side. ]
So long as I don't offend you... then I'll accept that. [ And maybe one day she can move past her upbringing, even if the process is just as delicate as physical therapy. ]
[It feels nice, being leaned on in this particular way. There are a great number of memories wrapped up in those leans, his daughters, his students, even his wife some days. To use the centaur as a sofa was a true honor, one earned in so many different ways.]
If it happens, I will always let you know immediately. But until that comes to pass, I beg you to not worry about it.
... I understand. Thank you, then, for this opportunity.
[ She believes him, after all; Chiron isn't one to coddle, and she's grateful for it, even as she draws in a slower, deeper breath. She won't mention it again, focusing instead on just how strangely comfortable this is. He's still so warm, and they're out of the sunlight like this, the light trickling through the leaves.
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But there's something far deeper here. Family expectations have wormed their way into even this discussion, and Chiron understands the real reason this worries Fiore so.]
I can only insist, and only reassure that whatever your family might make of the actions, they would be coming from an outside perspective with no understanding of what centaurs are like.
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[ But he brings up a valid point (as per usual), and Fiore leans back a little more against his side. ]
So long as I don't offend you... then I'll accept that. [ And maybe one day she can move past her upbringing, even if the process is just as delicate as physical therapy. ]
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[It feels nice, being leaned on in this particular way. There are a great number of memories wrapped up in those leans, his daughters, his students, even his wife some days. To use the centaur as a sofa was a true honor, one earned in so many different ways.]
If it happens, I will always let you know immediately. But until that comes to pass, I beg you to not worry about it.
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[ She believes him, after all; Chiron isn't one to coddle, and she's grateful for it, even as she draws in a slower, deeper breath. She won't mention it again, focusing instead on just how strangely comfortable this is. He's still so warm, and they're out of the sunlight like this, the light trickling through the leaves.
It's an utterly perfect moment. ]