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Stryke seemed to agree with the other about this being a private matter between them. As it stood it was dangerous waters. Stryke noted the other glancing at the door a few times, he needed to get going. It wasn't safe here. Least of all he didn't want Zindel to suffer for their interaction. Looking at the redblood with a sort of quizzical look the yellowblood psionic felt his brows furrow into a tight line. "i'm still not sure that's what it is now, but i believe so." He didn't explain further, the revelation was one he'd have to explore closer at another time.

Noting the other's teeth clench Stryke wondered if he'd said something offensive. "hm..i can imagine, she's quiet the rising star these days." He was careful to keep the conversation neutral, information was a valuable thing..something he had to be careful with in general no matter how trivial.

Whatever Stryke might have said further was silenced by the feeling of a hand on his face. Time seemed to slow, narrowed down to a strange moment in which his pump biscuit thudded far to loudly. Why was he looking at him like that? His thumb traced the scar on his cheek as he smiled. Zindel's hand even lingered on his skin. The feeling sent a chill down his spine. A faint yellow glow flickered around the smaller troll. Stryke was not entirely certain why, although the effect was obvious. Silence proceeded as he stared at him, in disbelief as he moved in. He felt his lips kiss his then. Firm, yet somehow soft and delicate. Shocked, Stryke stood there momentarily dumbfounded as his lips met the other's in return.

Realizing himself, Stryke's hands planted on the redblood's chest and gave the other a light shove. The space between them had left him slightly breathless, the feel of his lips still lingered.

"w..what wasss that for exactly?!" He whispered in a hushed tone as he touched his hand over his mouth looking to him, grey eyes wide. The twinkle in Zindel's eyes was met by a small noise of irritation from his being surprised. Stryke lowered his hand and cleared his throat. Tightly tying his scarf around his neck the yellowblood moved towards the door, waiting for the taller troll having shuffled quickly to avoid letting him see him blushing.

The shock of the kiss left Stryke confused. Was something like this supposed to be so fluster worthy? Stryke's chin sunk into his scarf as he waited for him, pocketing the beetle pouch. He really had been a fool for pulling the stunt to begin with..who knew it would end them up in a place only they knew about, together. "alright. yesss. let's..go then?" For what it was worth, it wasn't unpleasant. wait. That made him nervous to consider. Zindel Tagino. Was he truly sincere or was Stryke the fool in this? Looking between the door and the troll in question, Stryke could only wonder as he allowed the other to be his guide out of the city in the meantime.