[Wriothesley is only marginally surprised when he runs into Clorinde again. With Neuvillette also appearing again and others confirming themselves getting lost with their sense of time being hours yet they were gone for months, he has grown more used to the strange happenings.
He was warned that time has no concept here.
If anything, Clorinde is probably more thrown off by the amount of time that has passed on top of Wriothesley's change in appearance. Some marks from the end of march linger on his body, still keeping his neck bandaged, and his hair is tied into a messy, long ponytail. He's still a little weary, but his energy has been much better after a week of just sex upon sex.
Honestly? Seeing Clorinde helps a lot with his frayed nerves. He'll take any familiarity he can.]
Oh? Memorizing my tastes in tea? I didn't realize you cared about that stuff. [His tone is light and teasing.]
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He was warned that time has no concept here.
If anything, Clorinde is probably more thrown off by the amount of time that has passed on top of Wriothesley's change in appearance. Some marks from the end of march linger on his body, still keeping his neck bandaged, and his hair is tied into a messy, long ponytail. He's still a little weary, but his energy has been much better after a week of just sex upon sex.
Honestly? Seeing Clorinde helps a lot with his frayed nerves. He'll take any familiarity he can.]
Oh? Memorizing my tastes in tea? I didn't realize you cared about that stuff. [His tone is light and teasing.]