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"You're right it does. I concede." Feroz grinned, refering to the happiness not quite as close to done with his own bubble tea, possibly because he kept getting distracted by toying with it to see what it did. "A noble goal...a challenging one." He noted, to Hydes comment, expression going somewhat lost in thought as he debated this. Love? Not something he'd made much time for. Too high a cost before, too strange an thing now.
"Myself......I think it would be to say at the end of -my- happy ending. "I have done right.". Not to say I've made no mistakes, becuase such a thing isn't possible, but overall, to feel I've taken the better path."

"Caution around drow isn't a bad thing to have. Even around me." He noted, offering an edge of a smile that flashed a little something dangerous, as though he'd partially unsheathed a metaphorical blade, just enough to show that there was a edge there, hidden in an refined, polite scabard. "I don't know how better to put it than to say it's like handling a weapon. Trust it all you want, but if you grab the blade, it will still cut you. I suppose thats a cynical way to view the world, in many respects, but to others its a way of life. I suppose though that it doesn't nessisarily leave a lot of room for the kind of love you're thinking about though, does it?"

"You seem to be changing color again...." Feroz pointed out, finishing his own tea and dropping it into the trashcan in a mimicry of Hyde. "Since I don't think I said anything to inspire it, should I ask what did? Or is that pushing my luck too far?"

"Heh! I'll admit it...I do..." He acconowledged, ducking his head in a gesture that might have conceivably been accompanied by a blush of his own if it was possible to tell. "Things look different in daylight than in the dark. Much more colorful. And watching people change color? Its very novel....very different. I did enjoy it. Strange but differnet."

"Me?" this earned an indignant snort from Feroz, though there was a somewhat teasing edge to it. "A warrior of the drow? I did no such thing, and you'd never prove it if I did." Mostly, he assumed, because surface elves and surface species didn't see the same way as a drow did in the dark, which in part, diserned heat.

"Maybe so, but a drow? Blushing? Unthinakble." He pushed the joke a little before shrugging, rubbing the back of his neck at the awkward drop in the conversation.

"...I think I would consider that an honor, if you have the patience to put up with a lifespan of being 'burned' by such attempts." He said after a long moments pause for consideration. This was a gesture of the likes he'd rarely encountered, and never been able to take up without an grain of salt, but Hyde has nothing to gain that he can work out, from a Drow without a house or without standing, which made the credibility of the offer that much more genuine.
"I would like that very much."

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It had been a little while since he'd talked to Hyde, a day or so perhaps, though he felt comparatively little need to keep track of the particular march of days, outside of being aware when the sun rose.
It was dusk at present, though he'd lit the area with a few candles in dishes, though it was less for their light, which he didn't need, but to warn people, who might not pay attention or see what he was doing....to keep back a ways, as in the dim light, his curious steps might be mistaken for an strange sort of dance, and the accompanying swoops and reedy whistles could be....well he'd discovered in the past that the mind events any number of reasonable explinations, though in this case it was an very long, thin chain, and he was practicing fighting.
Not that he'd needed to since he'd come this far, but it never payed to let yourself slip, not amoung the drow, and anyway, it relaxed him. Or normaly it did, as at the moment, given that he'd yet to meet anyone else with night vision, he couldn't help wondering if he should have taken the extra step to try and see if someone could cast some kind of glow spell on the chain.....
Hyde cast spells, but he didn't think an light spell was amoung them, just healing perhaps. More than he could do anymore. He hadn't even been able to muster basic spells he'd been able to do since they'd been whipped into him as a boy.
What was Hyde doing at the moment anyway? Talking to that strange half breed? Ah yes, the inconvinience of listing someone as 'freind'. You wondered what they were doing, which had the secondary inconvinience of being distracting when you were whipping around long lengths of metal...which if you weren't careful could make you both very sore and very tangled, something he narrowly avoided, ending up instead dragging the chains through the grass and doing an awkward hop step over one of them and cursing.