[He looks mildly startled before giving a shake of his head, gently pushing himself away from the counter so that he, too, can meander towards one of the many bookshelves, a few feet from her own.]
It's only coincidence, but it still strikes me as rather funny.
[He chuckles softly; the idea that it could be anything more than coincidence is, of course, laughable, but that bit of levity is more than welcome thanks to the severity of their situation.]
Perhaps— it very well could be.
[Truly, they both could have done far worse when it came to finding themselves bound to someone, even if it was only metaphorically at the moment.
He pulls a book from the shelf before turning to move towards her, holding it out in offering.]
This one may interest you. I'm certain you've learned plenty on this topic through oral tradition, but this tome is quite rare— History of the Spellplague.
[Her excitement and eagerness only cause his smile to hitch wider— it's rare, he's found, to meet someone who is as passionate about such things as he is. There were some vampires who became jaded regarding history simply because they had lived so much of it themselves, and while he knew plenty of fellow bookworms, it wasn't often he saw someone else carry that same spark of elation he'd always felt when coming across an exciting find.]
Ah, I see we agree on that point— it is always advisable to view as many different perspectives as possible, when one can. This edition isn't quite as old as I am, but still has a number of years on it. I keep the oldest and most delicate books downstairs, temperature-controlled.
While I'm certain your collection is in good hands with your coven, I can't imagine having to leave something so dear to your heart behind.
[He's brightened considerably, their dire circumstances momentarily forgotten as he feels his own passion for books and all they have to offer kindled.]
In its absence, I invite you to enjoy mine at your leisure— there's far more than what I have available for sale, of course, though the shop is a good place to start. There's the curated collection of antiques below, and my personal library can be found up on the third floor. I probably shouldn't encourage you to forgo sleep entirely, of course... these may be my most active hours by necessity, but you have responsibilities of your own when the sun comes up, yes?
[Though, to be perfectly fair, he supposes it would be more than reasonable to postpone such things. He had seriously considered not opening the shop tonight, himself, and there was still time for him to make such a decision, the door locked as it was.]
[He laughs warmly; this is easily the most open she's seen him thusfar, some of that shyness of his having melted away with the help of the topic at hand.]
I suppose you do have a point, in that regard. Tea is easily done, I have plenty, but snacks— I'm afraid I'll have to outsource.
[His smile turns just a touch apologetic.]
I still drink plenty of the things I once did, but eating rather lost its charms some time ago, so I haven't made a habit of keeping such things on hand. That said, I've already contacted a friend about serving as my eyes during the daytime— we can trust him. I'm certain he wouldn't mind bringing a few things by tonight so that I can ensure the comfort of my guest.
[Amelia had always found it interesting how vampires could eat "normal" food, but nutritionally, it was useless. She thinks about asking him if the charm of eating has lost its charm because he didn't have the right company, but decides against it. Instead, she nods in understanding and agreement.]
All of that is much appreciated.
[What she will point out...]
It looks like your mood's improved quite a bit compared to earlier in the evening. Are you feeling better about all of this?
[His smile fades just a touch; the topic is one he still intends to handle with the seriousness and care that it deserves, but he does look considerably more at ease than he had been when he'd first arrived at her shop that evening, all furrowed-brow.]
Being able to discuss it at length with you has certainly brought some relief. I was concerned that you might find yourself feeling... trapped, or perhaps somehow obligated. It would hardly be unheard of, given consent in certain areas of vampire culture can be dubious, at best.
[His brow does furrow then, just a little, but his faint smile remains as he raises a hand and gives it a bit of a horizontal wave to indicate the murky nature of such things.]
That you are very pleasant company has been a great help, as well.
[Despite everything that could go wrong and the tangled ball of yarn that they're already in... Amelia truly does feel relieved. She's been more at ease than Gale has since the beginning, but that could be chalked up to how she's always taken any circumstances thrown at her in stride.
There's a difference between certainty and reckless bravado though, and she's definitely feeling the former.]
Mm. You're pleasant company yourself.
[She turns her attention back to the bookshelf, smiling.]
It makes it easier to make the best out of a dubious situation in my opinion.
[In the short life that they lived together, Adam had gently pointed out that she could take things for granted and that her sense of time was very different from mortals. The conversation comes to mind again when she briefly wonders how long this partnership she has with this vampire will last.
Will she stay long enough in Baldur's Gate for it to mean anything? Will or her own life be forfeit if she's not careful?
Amelia thinks that this time, she'll do her best to savor the seconds, minutes, hours, and days that come to pass. The memories of being surrounded by books, blood, and magic, will surely be unforgettable.]
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[He looks mildly startled before giving a shake of his head, gently pushing himself away from the counter so that he, too, can meander towards one of the many bookshelves, a few feet from her own.]
It's only coincidence, but it still strikes me as rather funny.
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[There's a blink before it occurs to her that her hometown and his name... Well, he's right. It's kind of funny.]
Coincidence? Or...?
[Closing her book, Amelia approaches Gale, her voice taking on that light, but not exactly subtle tone of teasing.]
Foreshadowing?
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Perhaps— it very well could be.
[Truly, they both could have done far worse when it came to finding themselves bound to someone, even if it was only metaphorically at the moment.
He pulls a book from the shelf before turning to move towards her, holding it out in offering.]
This one may interest you. I'm certain you've learned plenty on this topic through oral tradition, but this tome is quite rare— History of the Spellplague.
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Is this an older edition? Those are so rare!
[The witch flips through the pages to look through the table of contents.]
My sisters do talk about it and it's taught extensively, but it's valuable to add to the topic when it's written from a different perspective!
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Ah, I see we agree on that point— it is always advisable to view as many different perspectives as possible, when one can. This edition isn't quite as old as I am, but still has a number of years on it. I keep the oldest and most delicate books downstairs, temperature-controlled.
facepalms at my gremlin hour tagging
[She's a bibliophile at heart, even if her green magic takes priority.]
I left most of my books to my coven since I can't really lug around my whole library with me during my travels.
[Amelia beams up at the vampire, just positively giddy at the prospect of spending the evening with rare literary finds.]
And now I don't know if I'll be able to sleep at a normal hour, not when you're telling me about even older books. We're barely getting started here.
here I am doing the same
[He's brightened considerably, their dire circumstances momentarily forgotten as he feels his own passion for books and all they have to offer kindled.]
In its absence, I invite you to enjoy mine at your leisure— there's far more than what I have available for sale, of course, though the shop is a good place to start. There's the curated collection of antiques below, and my personal library can be found up on the third floor. I probably shouldn't encourage you to forgo sleep entirely, of course... these may be my most active hours by necessity, but you have responsibilities of your own when the sun comes up, yes?
[Though, to be perfectly fair, he supposes it would be more than reasonable to postpone such things. He had seriously considered not opening the shop tonight, himself, and there was still time for him to make such a decision, the door locked as it was.]
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[She's not even joking, she sounds absolutely serious.]
I think you should conduct business as usual. And if people see me reading here, that will sell what we supposedly have going on even more.
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I suppose you do have a point, in that regard. Tea is easily done, I have plenty, but snacks— I'm afraid I'll have to outsource.
[His smile turns just a touch apologetic.]
I still drink plenty of the things I once did, but eating rather lost its charms some time ago, so I haven't made a habit of keeping such things on hand. That said, I've already contacted a friend about serving as my eyes during the daytime— we can trust him. I'm certain he wouldn't mind bringing a few things by tonight so that I can ensure the comfort of my guest.
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All of that is much appreciated.
[What she will point out...]
It looks like your mood's improved quite a bit compared to earlier in the evening. Are you feeling better about all of this?
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[His smile fades just a touch; the topic is one he still intends to handle with the seriousness and care that it deserves, but he does look considerably more at ease than he had been when he'd first arrived at her shop that evening, all furrowed-brow.]
Being able to discuss it at length with you has certainly brought some relief. I was concerned that you might find yourself feeling... trapped, or perhaps somehow obligated. It would hardly be unheard of, given consent in certain areas of vampire culture can be dubious, at best.
[His brow does furrow then, just a little, but his faint smile remains as he raises a hand and gives it a bit of a horizontal wave to indicate the murky nature of such things.]
That you are very pleasant company has been a great help, as well.
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There's a difference between certainty and reckless bravado though, and she's definitely feeling the former.]
Mm. You're pleasant company yourself.
[She turns her attention back to the bookshelf, smiling.]
It makes it easier to make the best out of a dubious situation in my opinion.
[In the short life that they lived together, Adam had gently pointed out that she could take things for granted and that her sense of time was very different from mortals. The conversation comes to mind again when she briefly wonders how long this partnership she has with this vampire will last.
Will she stay long enough in Baldur's Gate for it to mean anything? Will or her own life be forfeit if she's not careful?
Amelia thinks that this time, she'll do her best to savor the seconds, minutes, hours, and days that come to pass. The memories of being surrounded by books, blood, and magic, will surely be unforgettable.]