[He intends to just leave it at that and go back to his usual silence. There's nothing more for him to say, or rather... he doesn't know how to say them]
Conjunx Endura.
[He corrects her gently. Silly girl. Alas, his avatar lacks a heartbeat or the hum of pulsating energy in his chest, but there's still warmth she could still rest on. Careful to not disturb the sleeping Monika, he reaches for a pillow to slide under his head, all the while keeping his other hand linked to hers. To stay connected forevermore. His free hand then play with her ponytail, brushing along the strands, tugging lightly.]
You must be tired. I suppose all that running has finally gotten to you. Feel free to rest...
[He won't go anywhere.
About twenty minutes has passed. Time goes by fast for him compared to a human, but they should be enjoying the sights together instead of spending the day away napping. And so, he gives Monika another shake. She's not even budging. Hmmm, even a poke to her cheek doesn't seem to stir her awake? Was she that tired? After giving her another shakes, he gives up, and soon enough, he thinks back to the word she had failed to say earlier.
Conjunx Endura...
Maybe she can be his Conjunx Endura, huh. Can he... Can they... He couldn't even finish the question in his own mind, but something is welling inside of him and it compels him to speak to her. His eyes shift down to the cute face sleeping soundly on his avatar. He's not sure if he could, really, but... She's sleeping, right? She probably won't hear what he's about to say next. He speaks in a whisper, pretending that the sleeping beauty on him can hear and listen to him.]
Still, as precious when you aren't being a menace. [His hand brushes her front bangs, then his palm warms her cheek, enjoying himself, much like the first night they slept together.] That is still one of your charm points. Sometimes... you are annoying, but you can be...... fun to be around, I suppose.
[Primus, just saying the word fun out loud is almost painful, but... Monika is fun. Sometimes. Whenever she wasn't being obnoxious. ... No, that wasn't what he wanted to say to her. There's something more that's causing his chest to heat up so much.]
It is... odd. Anytime I am close to you, I feel... Warmth? In my chest. I do not understand it myself, but I can feel my chest overheat and that it might burst at any moment just by being around you. I feel something- I do not know what they are. I am... Unsure of how to deal with... Whatever it is I am feeling towards you, and that worries me. Whatever I am feeling worries me.
What if I only think I... [He can say it.] like you because you are the only one that puts up with my poor personality. .... There are not many things that can make me happy in my life, but you... You make me happy.
I thought I could dismiss theses feelings and own my misery, but I can't. There is nothing dignified in being miserable. ........ I sound pathetic.
[What is he doing? Talking to a friend who is in deep slumber. Even talking this much, too. Millions of years old, much older than Monika is and maybe even the all the guests age combined, but.... Physical age does not equate to emotional maturity with him.
With a sigh, he lets out what he wanted to say to her, and cuddles her closer. Please wake up.]
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Conjunx Endura.
[He corrects her gently. Silly girl. Alas, his avatar lacks a heartbeat or the hum of pulsating energy in his chest, but there's still warmth she could still rest on. Careful to not disturb the sleeping Monika, he reaches for a pillow to slide under his head, all the while keeping his other hand linked to hers. To stay connected forevermore. His free hand then play with her ponytail, brushing along the strands, tugging lightly.]
You must be tired. I suppose all that running has finally gotten to you. Feel free to rest...
[He won't go anywhere.
About twenty minutes has passed. Time goes by fast for him compared to a human, but they should be enjoying the sights together instead of spending the day away napping. And so, he gives Monika another shake. She's not even budging. Hmmm, even a poke to her cheek doesn't seem to stir her awake? Was she that tired? After giving her another shakes, he gives up, and soon enough, he thinks back to the word she had failed to say earlier.
Conjunx Endura...
Maybe she can be his Conjunx Endura, huh. Can he... Can they... He couldn't even finish the question in his own mind, but something is welling inside of him and it compels him to speak to her. His eyes shift down to the cute face sleeping soundly on his avatar. He's not sure if he could, really, but... She's sleeping, right? She probably won't hear what he's about to say next. He speaks in a whisper, pretending that the sleeping beauty on him can hear and listen to him.]
Still, as precious when you aren't being a menace. [His hand brushes her front bangs, then his palm warms her cheek, enjoying himself, much like the first night they slept together.] That is still one of your charm points. Sometimes... you are annoying, but you can be...... fun to be around, I suppose.
[Primus, just saying the word fun out loud is almost painful, but... Monika is fun. Sometimes. Whenever she wasn't being obnoxious. ... No, that wasn't what he wanted to say to her. There's something more that's causing his chest to heat up so much.]
It is... odd. Anytime I am close to you, I feel... Warmth? In my chest. I do not understand it myself, but I can feel my chest overheat and that it might burst at any moment just by being around you. I feel something- I do not know what they are. I am... Unsure of how to deal with... Whatever it is I am feeling towards you, and that worries me. Whatever I am feeling worries me.
What if I only think I... [He can say it.] like you because you are the only one that puts up with my poor personality. .... There are not many things that can make me happy in my life, but you... You make me happy.
I thought I could dismiss theses feelings and own my misery, but I can't. There is nothing dignified in being miserable. ........ I sound pathetic.
[What is he doing? Talking to a friend who is in deep slumber. Even talking this much, too. Millions of years old, much older than Monika is and maybe even the all the guests age combined, but.... Physical age does not equate to emotional maturity with him.
With a sigh, he lets out what he wanted to say to her, and cuddles her closer. Please wake up.]