He'd been pulling pieces together, a loose mesh of 'maybes' and 'perhaps', sure, but--
Seto's laughter snatches at him. He turns, blinking wide startled eyes at his friend, not quite baffled to hear the sound but-- he hadn't expected it. He hadn't expected it, but it sinks into him, this curt laughter that had come unbidden, sinks and warms him. Like he'd caught a sunlit butterfly in his ribs.
It's hard not to share this kind of warmth, the same kind of vertigo that follows Esteban when he's soaring. His lopsided smile is toothy, pride puffing up his chest and cheering him as he grins in return, and for how brief the moment is, Esteban knows it'll stay with him for a long, long time still.
He hardly minds the mention of Vampires and blood, though the notion that they are meant to scare-- a raised eyebrow denotes his suspicion over the claim while Seto speaks, smile ever-present, but it's going to take him a while to lose it today. Esteban's too pleased to let his joy slip from his grasp anytime soon.
"Y'r scary stories c'ld use a better role model." Esteban teases lightly. Sorry, Daia. Esteban's potential to be scared of him had plummeted since the moment he'd chosen to put him in his hoodie.
Snickers escape him even as he tries to understand what Seto is explaining to him, grin unable to fade. For how grim their conversation had started, the lightness and brightness that his friend has given him since is going to keep him going for a while, able to share in the joy and laughter that he's found here.
"Y've got shapeshifters in y'r world too?" He asks eagerly instead. "Dragons 're the most common ones in my world, an' they're actually really rare!" Don't let Esteban be the basis of comparison, he absolutely does not count. Oh! But now that he thinks about it--
"Y've got stories to scare children?" Curiosity makes the tip of his tail twitch in anticipation, and his wings rustle softly behind his back, a sort of rolling motion darting through them both, as if he'd just readjusted them to stand straighter. The shift to his head is the only open question-- and Esteban himself isn't quite sure where he wants to start with that.
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Seto's laughter snatches at him. He turns, blinking wide startled eyes at his friend, not quite baffled to hear the sound but-- he hadn't expected it. He hadn't expected it, but it sinks into him, this curt laughter that had come unbidden, sinks and warms him. Like he'd caught a sunlit butterfly in his ribs.
It's hard not to share this kind of warmth, the same kind of vertigo that follows Esteban when he's soaring. His lopsided smile is toothy, pride puffing up his chest and cheering him as he grins in return, and for how brief the moment is, Esteban knows it'll stay with him for a long, long time still.
He hardly minds the mention of Vampires and blood, though the notion that they are meant to scare-- a raised eyebrow denotes his suspicion over the claim while Seto speaks, smile ever-present, but it's going to take him a while to lose it today. Esteban's too pleased to let his joy slip from his grasp anytime soon.
"Y'r scary stories c'ld use a better role model." Esteban teases lightly. Sorry, Daia. Esteban's potential to be scared of him had plummeted since the moment he'd chosen to put him in his hoodie.
Snickers escape him even as he tries to understand what Seto is explaining to him, grin unable to fade. For how grim their conversation had started, the lightness and brightness that his friend has given him since is going to keep him going for a while, able to share in the joy and laughter that he's found here.
"Y've got shapeshifters in y'r world too?" He asks eagerly instead. "Dragons 're the most common ones in my world, an' they're actually really rare!" Don't let Esteban be the basis of comparison, he absolutely does not count. Oh! But now that he thinks about it--
"Y've got stories to scare children?" Curiosity makes the tip of his tail twitch in anticipation, and his wings rustle softly behind his back, a sort of rolling motion darting through them both, as if he'd just readjusted them to stand straighter. The shift to his head is the only open question-- and Esteban himself isn't quite sure where he wants to start with that.