( It's the way Selene might say his name, but he doesn't flinch. His gaze doesn't waver, either. She seems very different. Less brittle, like the cracks driven into the stone she was carved from have been worn away, as if she is formed from some fresher slab of marble, now, rather than held together by a cheap sculptor's wax. She can't go to pieces if she ventures too close to the Sun. )
C-can-- can I see you?
( As different as he is from when he first arrived, the changes have been slower. Scars etch into his skin with each passing month, one across his temple, two intersecting across his right cheekbone, the rough stubble vaguely closer to a beard but not really, and he still hasn't cut his hair. The changes from since she left are simply that he looks paler, more exhausted, more haggard because he has lost too many people in a span of days and when Morgana couldn't be found, something in him gave way.
He didn't yell, his magic didn't boil over. He simply forgot time as hours passed and he realized he was still standing in the same spot, skin freezing over. )
video, private.
C-can-- can I see you?
( As different as he is from when he first arrived, the changes have been slower. Scars etch into his skin with each passing month, one across his temple, two intersecting across his right cheekbone, the rough stubble vaguely closer to a beard but not really, and he still hasn't cut his hair. The changes from since she left are simply that he looks paler, more exhausted, more haggard because he has lost too many people in a span of days and when Morgana couldn't be found, something in him gave way.
He didn't yell, his magic didn't boil over. He simply forgot time as hours passed and he realized he was still standing in the same spot, skin freezing over. )