[Taashath walks in to Oren standing close to the mirror with a distressed expression. He's touching his face, running his hands through his hair where horns should be. The interruption makes him jump.]
Taashath--!
[Hearing his pet name puts Oren a little at ease, it shows on his face. This is a piece of normalcy he can cling to in this strange place. He moves closer to Taashath and hesitantly places his hands on Taashath's face, examining him carefully. Everything seems to be normal for Taashath, except--]
Oh...you're ears...
[Oren tucks Taashath's braids behind his ears with a concerned frown then lets his hands go to Taashath's shoulders to hold him gently. His expression is so serious.]
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Date: 2024-03-27 12:03 am (UTC)Taashath--!
[Hearing his pet name puts Oren a little at ease, it shows on his face. This is a piece of normalcy he can cling to in this strange place. He moves closer to Taashath and hesitantly places his hands on Taashath's face, examining him carefully. Everything seems to be normal for Taashath, except--]
Oh...you're ears...
[Oren tucks Taashath's braids behind his ears with a concerned frown then lets his hands go to Taashath's shoulders to hold him gently. His expression is so serious.]
Are we dead....