[ there's a flash of disappointment in viren's gaze with the response, eyebrows knitting together; but that's how bonds are, tricky. and, he has to remind himself, that could have gone much more poorly: theseus could have, say, spat in his face or something. not that that alternative makes it a whole bunch better, but hey. ]
Of course.
[ a small smile. he can't hold those for long, unless it's a venomous sort, so it's brief. ]
Now— What had you been saying? Something about socializing...?
[Time's running out for him, and at the very least, it's best to form a bond with someone that's offering rather than randomly coming up to someone he doesn't know or waiting until his magic becomes uncontrollable. But it'll be much easier to think about this and form a decision when he's alone, away from the party where he's trying to charm his way around other guests.
So, shoving those thoughts for later, he quickly picks up his normal persona, smiling at Viren as he gets up from the table.]
Socializing, as in not sitting away from everyone and pretending that someone's made a personal affront towards you.
[ does he have to pretend? viren's nose wrinkles at the comment, leaning his head back with a long-suffering sigh. ]
You are testing me...
[ the limits of his patience? his tolerance for teasing? either or. viren watches as theseus stands, appears to think for a moment. then he follows suit, chair scraping out from under him with a bump. ]
Fine. [ responded not unlike a petulant child. but, ah, he wants to pretend to be good-natured. ] Mingling it is...
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[ there's a flash of disappointment in viren's gaze with the response, eyebrows knitting together; but that's how bonds are, tricky. and, he has to remind himself, that could have gone much more poorly: theseus could have, say, spat in his face or something. not that that alternative makes it a whole bunch better, but hey. ]
Of course.
[ a small smile. he can't hold those for long, unless it's a venomous sort, so it's brief. ]
Now— What had you been saying? Something about socializing...?
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So, shoving those thoughts for later, he quickly picks up his normal persona, smiling at Viren as he gets up from the table.]
Socializing, as in not sitting away from everyone and pretending that someone's made a personal affront towards you.
no subject
You are testing me...
[ the limits of his patience? his tolerance for teasing? either or. viren watches as theseus stands, appears to think for a moment. then he follows suit, chair scraping out from under him with a bump. ]
Fine. [ responded not unlike a petulant child. but, ah, he wants to pretend to be good-natured. ] Mingling it is...
[ welp, there we go. ]