( There's a hint of movement in those pointed ears as Urianger registers his own name β just he barest lift, like some cornered creature who realises he's been discovered. What's even more startling than being recognised is the fact that he knows that voice; his stomach clenches tight with hope as he turns to towards the source, his brows high and his expression slack with surprise. )
... Thancred?
( Urianger finds himself beginning to rise from the water in his need to greet his dear friend β but he manages to catch himself before he gets too far. There's an awkward moment in which he hovers with one hand gripping the side of the stone tub, his torso half submerged beneath the water, and when he finally sinks back down it's with a hum of consideration. )
So, then. It appears that I am not alone in my travels β nor in mine other travails. Full glad am I to find mineself in thy company, my friend, albeit under circumstances one could only deem less than ideal.
( Whether he's talking about the fact that they've both been displaced from the Source (again) or the fact that they're essentially naked in a communal bathroom (first time) remains to be seen. Urianger gingerly moves around the edge of the tub in an effort to put as much distance between himself and Thancred as possible; he looks a little pinched around the mouth as he folds his arms over his chest and crosses one long leg over the other, evidently doing his very best to keep his unmentionables unmentionable.
... Perhaps the most ridiculous (or indeed, the most 'Urianger') part is that through it all, the Elezen is doing his very best to maintain an expression of solemn thought as he sits there covering his nips and looking anywhere but at Thancred's bare skin. )
Prithee, tell me, for how long hast thou come to reside in this place? I knew not of thy absence on Eorzea before mine own summons, nor did I dare to imagine that fortune might deposit me with my companions a second time.
( Not that it had been "fortune" last time, but they've already had that conversation (and received many profuse and heart-felt apologies) for the Exarch's bungled plan. )
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( There's a hint of movement in those pointed ears as Urianger registers his own name β just he barest lift, like some cornered creature who realises he's been discovered. What's even more startling than being recognised is the fact that he knows that voice; his stomach clenches tight with hope as he turns to towards the source, his brows high and his expression slack with surprise. )
... Thancred?
( Urianger finds himself beginning to rise from the water in his need to greet his dear friend β but he manages to catch himself before he gets too far. There's an awkward moment in which he hovers with one hand gripping the side of the stone tub, his torso half submerged beneath the water, and when he finally sinks back down it's with a hum of consideration. )
So, then. It appears that I am not alone in my travels β nor in mine other travails. Full glad am I to find mineself in thy company, my friend, albeit under circumstances one could only deem less than ideal.
( Whether he's talking about the fact that they've both been displaced from the Source (again) or the fact that they're essentially naked in a communal bathroom (first time) remains to be seen. Urianger gingerly moves around the edge of the tub in an effort to put as much distance between himself and Thancred as possible; he looks a little pinched around the mouth as he folds his arms over his chest and crosses one long leg over the other, evidently doing his very best to keep his unmentionables unmentionable.
... Perhaps the most ridiculous (or indeed, the most 'Urianger') part is that through it all, the Elezen is doing his very best to maintain an expression of solemn thought as he sits there covering his nips and looking anywhere but at Thancred's bare skin. )
Prithee, tell me, for how long hast thou come to reside in this place? I knew not of thy absence on Eorzea before mine own summons, nor did I dare to imagine that fortune might deposit me with my companions a second time.
( Not that it had been "fortune" last time, but they've already had that conversation (and received many profuse and heart-felt apologies) for the Exarch's bungled plan. )