[ The light on her face is good enough approval. His posture eases as he slots his scepter and focus back into their places at his hip, and he rolls his shoulders to relax himself as she goes off to collect the mysterious gold pieces.
He isn't expecting, however, both verbal praise and an offer of a double high five when she whirls around back to him. Her enthusiasm is infectious--he can't help a smile cross his own face as she beams, though it's a touch confused. ]
Ah... Thank you?
[ Duly, he brings up both hands and lightly smacks them against hers. ]
I could say the same for you. [ Ever allergic to praise, he deflects. As his hands drop, he tilts his head. Trahearne, too, is always the type to voice positives and compliments when he sees it's appropriate. And now that it seems it's...over (?), he sends it right back to her. ] That was spectacular, Aerith. I'm impressed.
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He isn't expecting, however, both verbal praise and an offer of a double high five when she whirls around back to him. Her enthusiasm is infectious--he can't help a smile cross his own face as she beams, though it's a touch confused. ]
Ah... Thank you?
[ Duly, he brings up both hands and lightly smacks them against hers. ]
I could say the same for you. [ Ever allergic to praise, he deflects. As his hands drop, he tilts his head. Trahearne, too, is always the type to voice positives and compliments when he sees it's appropriate. And now that it seems it's...over (?), he sends it right back to her. ] That was spectacular, Aerith. I'm impressed.