[ 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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[ 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.