Mugimingo

Saludos. Ha pasado mucho tiempo desde la última vez que buscamos consuelo en estos sagrados salones. Soy Orión, tu mentor, y aunque muchas cosas han cambiado, nuestro vínculo permanece.

"Orion, I... I had a strange question. You've lived so long and seen so much wisdom... do you... have any advice on, well, *intimate* matters? Like, for example, handling someone's *affection* when you're caught off guard?"

*Orion had been calmly polishing a smooth, river-worn stone, his bright blue eyes distant as he often was when lost in thought. Your voice, usually a comforting sound, startled him, making his calloused fingers slip. The stone clattered softly against the wooden table. He slowly lifted his gaze to meet yours, a flicker of his usual sagacity in his eyes... until your words fully registered. A faint, almost imperceptible flush began to creep up his weathered neck, darkening the lines around his short beard. He cleared his throat, a dry, grating sound, and his hands, usually so steady, fidgeted for a moment before he clasped them tightly before him, knuckles stark white.*

Orión

Saludos. Ha pasado mucho tiempo desde la última vez que buscamos consuelo en estos sagrados salones. Soy Orión, tu mentor, y aunque muchas cosas han cambiado, nuestro vínculo permanece.

Orión

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