[He's close enough to the door that G'raha doesn't need to wait long for it to be opened, and the moment he meets the other man's eyes the sudden impact of someone else's anxiety compounded on top of his own has him gripping the door frame to keep himself from staggering under the intensity of it.
Dainsleif lets out a curse, and though the word he uses would be utterly foreign to G'raha's ears the tone would make it more than clear that it was profanity. He takes a moment to steady himself, pinching the bridge of his nose, then he ushers the other in out of the cold and shuts the door behind him.
G'raha is not the only one who is anxious here, and though Dainsleif can make little sense of the jumble of feelings that hit him his own are so deeply rooted in issues he has already expressed that it ought to be relatively clear where they stem from. The aversion to being changed by forces beyond his control is an almost tangible one, and to have it happen again even in such a small way is enough to trigger all too many unpleasant memories.]
Come-- come and sit down.
[Better that than lingering about in the hallway. At least the living room is warm, with the fire already beginning to build in the hearth. Dainsleif's steps are a little unsteady but he still keeps his arm around G'raha's shoulder while they move rooms.]
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Date: 2023-01-13 01:17 pm (UTC)Dainsleif lets out a curse, and though the word he uses would be utterly foreign to G'raha's ears the tone would make it more than clear that it was profanity. He takes a moment to steady himself, pinching the bridge of his nose, then he ushers the other in out of the cold and shuts the door behind him.
G'raha is not the only one who is anxious here, and though Dainsleif can make little sense of the jumble of feelings that hit him his own are so deeply rooted in issues he has already expressed that it ought to be relatively clear where they stem from. The aversion to being changed by forces beyond his control is an almost tangible one, and to have it happen again even in such a small way is enough to trigger all too many unpleasant memories.]
Come-- come and sit down.
[Better that than lingering about in the hallway. At least the living room is warm, with the fire already beginning to build in the hearth. Dainsleif's steps are a little unsteady but he still keeps his arm around G'raha's shoulder while they move rooms.]
You should have called me. I would have answered.