[ he lets this memory wash over him all the same, and...
he pauses on the last stroke of one hand, finishing off their thumb. his grip on their hand he's working on softens just a bit, thumb briefly stroking over knuckles. ]
vulpecula is grateful for the veil. they can't even begin to imagine what sort of expression must be on their face right now. they've gone - a bit tense, really, but they breathe out in an attempt to relax.]
[ polaris just gently rests his head in their lap. kaeya himself is tense, quiet. maybe this is really just delirium, seeing or hearing what he wants to see or hear. ]
We can't - hotel staff can't... we're not here to be your friends. [but they don't pull their hands out of kaeya's, and they don't make any move to try and get polaris to get off of their lap.] Saying things like that... I'm worried you might get hurt.
[ he squeezes their hand gently and gives a soft nod. what can he say to that, he wonders, what's worse. ]
You're entertaining my silly whim, V, I think that falls under the purview of being a helpful member of staff. That's all...
[ once he's satisfied with one hand, he sets it down with care, takes up the other if they allow it. there's a kind of tired look he gives them for a moment, the sort that says he hasn't slept well, not in a while.
he dips the brush again after a moment, and begins anew. he closes his eye a moment mid-stroke. ]
I don't want them to hurt you, either. They'll have to accept that I'm just an incredibly needy guest.
They won't hurt me. They need me to help keep things running here.
[...but they sound a little uncertain when they say that.
though kaeya can't see their expression - the veil makes that impossible - the set of their shoulders and the way their head turns up a bit to get a better look at his face gives off concerned vibes. they can see that he looks tired.
...but they imagine that wouldn't be too strange, in general; wouldn't anyone be tired, after so many weeks of murder?]
...I just - don't want to be the reason you get hurt.
[ exactly. all is well here, he's just... sleepless. slowly he continues to work, finishing a layer of color before he just. offers them a very quiet smile. spoken with such certainty: ]
You won't be.
[ he looks downwards. ]
Am I allowed, Vulpecula, to hazard a guess... as to who you are under your veil?
[there's a pause, where their face is turned in a way that makes it seem like they'd be looking right at him - and maybe returning his smile? - before he looks down.]
...you can guess, but whether you're right or wrong, I can't confirm it.
[ he doesn't expect much of any sort of tell. it just... feels good to say it. at the question, he nods and pulls out a sparkly blue shade, offering it for their perusal. ]
[ he will start to apply it then! haha god im crying as i backtag this anyways he will finish them off just like the others with a topcoat and everything, a smile on his lips. ]
I think that completes it quite nicely.
[ he lifts their hand up a bit and admires it in the light briefly. ]
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he pauses on the last stroke of one hand, finishing off their thumb. his grip on their hand he's working on softens just a bit, thumb briefly stroking over knuckles. ]
It's alright.
[ it's not alright. ]
Vulpecula?
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[they tilt their head down, looking at the paint kaeya has just brushed over their nails.]
...yes, Kaeya?
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I don't want to get you in trouble.
[ he blows a little on their nails softly. ]
You're the brightest star in my sky.
[ there's something tightly set in his jaw, like there's something else he wants to say. ]
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vulpecula is grateful for the veil. they can't even begin to imagine what sort of expression must be on their face right now. they've gone - a bit tense, really, but they breathe out in an attempt to relax.]
That's not... [they pause.] I, um...
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[ polaris just gently rests his head in their lap. kaeya himself is tense, quiet. maybe this is really just delirium, seeing or hearing what he wants to see or hear. ]
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We can't - hotel staff can't... we're not here to be your friends. [but they don't pull their hands out of kaeya's, and they don't make any move to try and get polaris to get off of their lap.] Saying things like that... I'm worried you might get hurt.
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You're entertaining my silly whim, V, I think that falls under the purview of being a helpful member of staff. That's all...
[ once he's satisfied with one hand, he sets it down with care, takes up the other if they allow it. there's a kind of tired look he gives them for a moment, the sort that says he hasn't slept well, not in a while.
he dips the brush again after a moment, and begins anew. he closes his eye a moment mid-stroke. ]
I don't want them to hurt you, either. They'll have to accept that I'm just an incredibly needy guest.
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[...but they sound a little uncertain when they say that.
though kaeya can't see their expression - the veil makes that impossible - the set of their shoulders and the way their head turns up a bit to get a better look at his face gives off concerned vibes. they can see that he looks tired.
...but they imagine that wouldn't be too strange, in general; wouldn't anyone be tired, after so many weeks of murder?]
...I just - don't want to be the reason you get hurt.
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You won't be.
[ he looks downwards. ]
Am I allowed, Vulpecula, to hazard a guess... as to who you are under your veil?
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...you can guess, but whether you're right or wrong, I can't confirm it.
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[ he finishes painting their second hand, working on the top coat a moment.
they will then notice that their pinky finger on either hand is not painted except for a base coat? weird. ]
Embarrassing if I'm wrong then, but... my dear Sheba, I've missed you. So much.
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but they're looking down at their hands, now, so they notice...]
...were you going to do something different with those fingers...?
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Is that okay?
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[their voice softens a little as they look at the color.]
I love it. It's a beautiful color.
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I think that completes it quite nicely.
[ he lifts their hand up a bit and admires it in the light briefly. ]
Mmhm. I think it's perfect. How about you?
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anyway, they admire the paint job as kaeya does, then nod. when they speak, they sound like they're smiling.]
It looks perfect to me too. Thank you, Kaeya.