[The lights are as bright and devoid of expression as always, perched somewhere near the top of his mass, though it looks as though they can slide freely wherever he wants them to go. They watch her endlessly, without even blinking. At her question they actually tilt somewhat. Doglike, perhaps.
A kiss. He saw kisses in the book. It is the touch of a mouth, two human lips pressing together. He is sorely lacking in that department at the moment.
But they lectured him endlessly about the importance of pleasing his bride. He should be kind and gentle a husband, and see to her every need. Her happiness would make her a better vessel, a better wife, and he had a Responsibility to do as she asked. It was Good to do as she asks.
The tendrils slow, and for a moment he seems almost... confused. Then the eyes suddenly come towards her, looming over as his body bends and looks almost like it will engulf her completely.
He doesn't. A tendril slides out from somewhere beneath his eyes. Very slowly, very carefully, it touches her lips.
Then there is the distinct feeling he's waiting for her reaction with anticipation.]
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A kiss. He saw kisses in the book. It is the touch of a mouth, two human lips pressing together. He is sorely lacking in that department at the moment.
But they lectured him endlessly about the importance of pleasing his bride. He should be kind and gentle a husband, and see to her every need. Her happiness would make her a better vessel, a better wife, and he had a Responsibility to do as she asked. It was Good to do as she asks.
The tendrils slow, and for a moment he seems almost... confused. Then the eyes suddenly come towards her, looming over as his body bends and looks almost like it will engulf her completely.
He doesn't. A tendril slides out from somewhere beneath his eyes. Very slowly, very carefully, it touches her lips.
Then there is the distinct feeling he's waiting for her reaction with anticipation.]