Elliot resisted the urge to roll his eyes. The gesture would have been childish and unsightly, but mostly it would have put an expression on his face. Just the thought of his guard and the Page instigating one another like children wore his patience thin. Maybe in a few days they would be at each other's throats; that at the least could be entertaining.
The warlock was aware he was being watched, considered, by the one he had freed. After slipping his hands into his pockets, he began to pace in a steady rhythm. Only a few steps back and forth. He seemed to be thinking in tandem with Xiah's watching.
A kiss. The prince wanted to frown, but he resisted. More than a contract could be retrieved from a kiss. Elliot mentally weighed the pros and cons, and whether he should trust the creature before him. Xiah continued to explain the consequences of the rites, and Elliot couldn't help but to note that it all sounded very suspicious. He didn't even know for sure that the knowledge Xiah contained would be useful to him, or if he would just be another dead end in a series of wild goose chases.
On the other hand it was impossible to refute that Xiah himself was an interesting trinket to add to any collection. He hummed in thought, but otherwise didn't fidget. It was mostly the sound of breathing that filled the chamber, thanks to the temporary silence he had placed upon Decland. Even though he was unable to understand their conversation, the guard would no doubt be voicing all manner of negative concerns.
Removing hands from his pockets, Elliot continued to think, letting his eyes fall over Xiah, observing and critiquing all the while. Perhaps, it was a stall. If time was on his side he may as well use it to his advantage.
«Sufficient,» he repeated, a smirk pulling at a corner of his mouth. «I suppose it will do. For now.» At the very least it would allow them to leave this dreary cavern and take up space somewhere a bit more comfortable. Perhaps, a visit home was in order. In another lifetime it would be possible to suggest he was homesick. He ascended the few remaining steps, moving closer to Xiah and offering his hand to the page, palm up and nonthreatening, as if asking for a dance. Pleasantries in exchange for pleasantness.
«A kiss it shall be, then.»
The warlock was aware he was being watched, considered, by the one he had freed. After slipping his hands into his pockets, he began to pace in a steady rhythm. Only a few steps back and forth. He seemed to be thinking in tandem with Xiah's watching.
A kiss. The prince wanted to frown, but he resisted. More than a contract could be retrieved from a kiss. Elliot mentally weighed the pros and cons, and whether he should trust the creature before him. Xiah continued to explain the consequences of the rites, and Elliot couldn't help but to note that it all sounded very suspicious. He didn't even know for sure that the knowledge Xiah contained would be useful to him, or if he would just be another dead end in a series of wild goose chases.
On the other hand it was impossible to refute that Xiah himself was an interesting trinket to add to any collection. He hummed in thought, but otherwise didn't fidget. It was mostly the sound of breathing that filled the chamber, thanks to the temporary silence he had placed upon Decland. Even though he was unable to understand their conversation, the guard would no doubt be voicing all manner of negative concerns.
Removing hands from his pockets, Elliot continued to think, letting his eyes fall over Xiah, observing and critiquing all the while. Perhaps, it was a stall. If time was on his side he may as well use it to his advantage.
«Sufficient,» he repeated, a smirk pulling at a corner of his mouth. «I suppose it will do. For now.» At the very least it would allow them to leave this dreary cavern and take up space somewhere a bit more comfortable. Perhaps, a visit home was in order. In another lifetime it would be possible to suggest he was homesick. He ascended the few remaining steps, moving closer to Xiah and offering his hand to the page, palm up and nonthreatening, as if asking for a dance. Pleasantries in exchange for pleasantness.
«A kiss it shall be, then.»
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