[ daylight manages a noise to acknowledge rosinante but, beyond that, he... he's pretty unsure of what to say next. it's been decades since he's the others in beacon. it's been so long and so strange that, sometimes, it got to the point that he found himself wondering if he had dreamed up the experience. a weird coping mechanism as he was recovering from the shot that nearly tore him apart.
but it doesn't seem to be the case now. maybe. it feels surreal enough that it has daylight questioning it.
then he decides fuck it- this is happening. this is now. beacon and those he met through the darkly dim place still holds a special place in his core. he might as well enojy it while he can, no matter how it ends.
so he grins, giving his friend. a quick and easy wave to show that he heard him. ] It's me!
Digging your new outfit, Rosinante. It’s pretty cool. [ daylight gestures to the outfit, noting the attire is better suited for colder months. is it the winter then? approaching winter? it was summer back during his wedding. ] I guess a lot has happened while I was away, huh?
yessss.
but it doesn't seem to be the case now. maybe. it feels surreal enough that it has daylight questioning it.
then he decides fuck it- this is happening. this is now. beacon and those he met through the darkly dim place still holds a special place in his core. he might as well enojy it while he can, no matter how it ends.
so he grins, giving his friend. a quick and easy wave to show that he heard him. ] It's me!
Digging your new outfit, Rosinante. It’s pretty cool. [ daylight gestures to the outfit, noting the attire is better suited for colder months. is it the winter then? approaching winter? it was summer back during his wedding. ] I guess a lot has happened while I was away, huh?