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As Gerraden left the bed that he'd been sharing with Rishima it was something that roused the older male due to him not being the heaviest sleeper. He watched him as he slipped away, an action that caused Rishima to grow curious as he seemed as though he was... sneaking. What was he up to? He couldn't really say but he was obviously up to something and Rishima found himself wanting to know what it might be. After a moment of waiting he crawled out of bed, lifting a hand to stifle a yawn, before he padded along after Gerraden. Since he didn't have any plans for today, having already dealt with the one chore he'd had to do outside of the house, he saw no reason to get dressed up. Instead he was just walking around in some baggy, draw string pants.

Upon catching up with his lover he gave pause, his head to one side Rishima found himself watching Gerraden who seemed to be a bit dazed out at the moment, cutting up a piece of fruit while drooling. He starred for a long moment, just watching, curious as to what he was doing. Was he still half asleep, perhaps? It wasn't often that he got up before Rishima did, instead seeming to enjoy sleeping in. He tended to leave him to enjoy sleeping in late since he looked cute while he slept... though this half asleep, dazed look was rather cute too.

Walking forward the various accessories in Rishima's currently loose dreadlocks jingled softly and he paused next to Gerraden, leaning over to press a kiss to his shoulder before he said, "You should try to focus when you're using a knife, Gerraden, I would hate for you to accidentally cut yourself."

Rishima gave a smile, "I see, so long as you are careful and don't accidentally get hurt while you're daydreaming. I want you to remain safe and happy, Gerraden." After everything that had happened, which resulted in the that awful battle in Sauti, caused Rishima to be that much more protective of Gerraden. To the point that he did whatever was needed including menzuri extermination to keep him safe. He'd feel bad if it was him startling him out of his day dream that caused him to end up injured.

The kiss that he got on from Gerraden made him smile that much more, his antennae gave a rapid twitch, before he said, "You're sweet, Gerr. Had I known I might have waited for you, I just thought you were just trying to beat me to waking up." Well, it seemed as though that were the case, but for a rather romantic reason.

"Eh? You were going out?" He asked curious, blinking his mismatched eyes as Gerraden told him that it would be nice for both of them to laze by the river or go all the way out to the ocean. His antennae gave a twitch, a thoughtful look on is face, "Huh... going out, huh?" He seemed to be thinking on it, realizing that it had been some time since the two of them did something together that wasn't at home. He knew that it was his fault that they were living a bit as shut ins.

Another twitch of is antennae and Rishima said, "I... think it should be alright... though if we are going out I probably need clothing and to tie by hair back" Lifting a hand up he scratched a hand against his chin, shifting in place, before he said, "There is... one small problem though." Leaning his forehead against that of Gerraden he said in a hushed, rather embarrassed tone, "I... need to replace my spear for... reasons so you will need to bring yours and be on look out. Is that alright?"

Rishima gave him a gentle smile before he said, "That's true... though that is a part of your charm, Gerr, not to mention that it's cute." He murmured, his antennae givng a little bounce as Gerraden brushed some of his messy dreadlocks out of his face. As the berry was offered to him he leaned in, taking it from Gerraden's fingers with his mouth, "Thank you, Gerr."

Taking a step back he gave a smile he gave a nod, "Alright, we will head out once the meal is ready... and well, once I'm ready too." He just had to get himself ready for the trip was all. He turned, taking a couple steps in the direction of the bedroom that he shared with Gerraden, pausing only when his mate commented on being able to bring his sword but asked what had happened to Rishima's weapon.

His antennate twitched rapidly before he turned around, lifting a hand to scratch it against the back of his head, his cheeks coloring, "Ahhh... it might have gotten broken in a battle against some invading menzuri... they decided that they wanted to weave those webs of theirs nearby. I didn't want them getting near to you so I dealt with them." The weapon got sacrificed in the battle but it was worth it, he knew that he would just have to go about getting himself a new one. He might visit with his sister Dyakida or another of the Alkidike weapon smiths that lived on the Chibale Isles. He wasn't really all that worried about it since the weapon could be replaced and since Gerraden had his sword.

Rishima's mismatched eyes blinked slowly as Gerraden looked at him in shock and actually raised his voice as he spoke. He gave a slow nod of his head as he said, "Yes, by myself. It's not the first time that I have battled with the menzuri... though these ones might have been a bit more aggressive then most." Which was saying something since the crystal spiders were never ones that anyone would consider amiable. He saw no reason that he should apologize for heading off on his own... and yet at the same time he felt as though he should. He should say he was sorry for not telling him, perhaps? At the same time he didn't want anything to happen to Gerraden so he'd decided to take care of the menzuri on his own.

Hs antennae gave a bounce as he watched the other starring at him with what seemed to be a mix anger and worry on his face before he spoke again. He starred at him for a long moment before he said, "I... am sorry, Gerraden. For not telling you that I was going... but not for fighting them alone. I... can't risk losing you. Too much has been lost of late and it's only made me want that much more to protect you, to hold on tight, and to keep you safe so that you too aren't lost."

Taking his deep breath, which he held for a moment before letting it out slowly he said, "I will try to rely on you more though. You are a warrior after all and it's wrong of me to take everything on my shoulders... especially for selfish a reason. I hope that you can forgive me with time." As he said that he stepped closer, leaning so that he could give him a kiss on the forehead.

There was a long moment where Rishima starred at Gerraden, his antennae drooping a bit. He wanted to explain, to make it up to him, to make him feel better... but he couldn't quite find the right words. It was difficult since he didn't feel as though he was in the wrong given that he just wanted to protect people... though more over wanted to protect Gerraden. Even if it was against things like the menzuri which were dangerous. If he had to sacrifice his weapon to get rid of them then so be it... but it didn't seem that Gerraden was pleased with said sacrifice.

"Hm? You still want to go?" To be honest he was actually a bit surprised. He figured that Gerraden would be too miffed with him and wouldn't want to go anymore. That he actually wanted to continue with their earlier plans was... nice. Giving a nod of his head he said, "If you're certain then I am all for still going out. Just the two of us."

Nodding his head at the request Rishima moved to fetch a bag, handing it over to Gerraden before he said, "I will go and get ready real fast so we can head out." He leaned over to press a kiss to Gerraden's forehead before hurrying to do just that.

After heading out Rishima headed for the room that he shared with Gerraden, shedding his sleeping clothing, and replaced them instead with something else. He would see about wearing something a little more hardy since he would be mostly on defense today since he had no weapon.

Rishima returned a short time later, dressed in clothing that was more appropriate for leaving the house in. He stretched out all over as he walked back into the room where Gerraden was waiting for him. He gave him a smile and asked, "Are we ready to go then?" He hoped that once they got out of the house, once they started to walk around and enjoy themselves, that they would both... well, feel better. If they could find a nice spot, maybe with a bit of clearing over head, they could sit in the sun and soak it up. The sun tended to always make Rishima feel better on those days he actually took the time to bask in it's glow.

"Is there anything that I can help to carry?" Given he was the older of the two of them he felt he really should help carry whatever Gerraden needed him to carry.

Rishima had to admit that he was rather curious where the spot that Gerraden had picked out was located. Somewhere that they had been before? Maybe a new spot that he'd found while he was out on his own? He felt that if it was a place that Gerraden picked it out that it would likely be a really nice one. Romance was one of the things that Gerraden definitely did far better then Rishima did.

"Yeah, we should get going." He agreed, not wanting their planned picnic to go to waste because they took too much time up with an argument. He followed along after Gerraden to the entrance of their home, pausing their, his hand flexing a bit. It was as though his hand itched when he realized that he would be going out unarmed... but nothing could be done of that at the moment, not when he no longer had a weapon to call his own.

His antennae set to twitching rapidly and he forced himself to take his next step forward, out the door. They would just have to rely on more defensive maneuvers today was all. Giving Gerraden a smile he said, "You're in charge today since I don't know the details of where we are going or what we are doing save for it being a picnic."