( to say he's disappointed when they part is an understatement. for a few seconds he even looks stricken, watching her go like he's being abandoned. it's a pathetically small expression for something so big and frightening-looking to wear, but that's just julian all over, really, isn't it? the landscape's changed, but he was always much softer and more sensitive than his looks and his demeanor would lead people to believe at a glance. he doesn't seem all that much cheered up by the explanation, but he still reaches out and catches her emblem in both hands, holding it sort of anxiously to his chest. )
I... okay.
( she won't be back, will she. it was all a dream. an illusion. he squeezes the cloth in his hand, fortunately not able to get his claws in it. malak lets out a loud squawk, shakes himself out, and almost seems to sigh as he takes flight from his branch to go with morga. there, you see, he'll always come back, so he'll make sure she does, too.
not that julian knows what he's trying to say exactly. he just swallows and tries to look confident. great, the bird, too? )
Alright, my lair's not far. I'll... see you then.
( but he's not moving a muscle until she's out of sight. just in case it's the last time. you know. again. )
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I... okay.
( she won't be back, will she. it was all a dream. an illusion. he squeezes the cloth in his hand, fortunately not able to get his claws in it. malak lets out a loud squawk, shakes himself out, and almost seems to sigh as he takes flight from his branch to go with morga. there, you see, he'll always come back, so he'll make sure she does, too.
not that julian knows what he's trying to say exactly. he just swallows and tries to look confident. great, the bird, too? )
Alright, my lair's not far. I'll... see you then.
( but he's not moving a muscle until she's out of sight. just in case it's the last time. you know. again. )