assorted non-canon and AU threads

[aesculapian]

who wants delicious post-forest terribleness

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[rootless]

Mmhm?

[TRYING TO PLAY IT COOL]

[aesculapian]

[ 'v' 'v' 'v' very pleased with herself ]

It is nothing ... I think I have gotten it all?

[rootless]

Ah... You sure?

[aesculapian]

[ runs one hand through it by means of demonstration ]

Yes.

[rootless]

[leans into her hand at first, then startles himself with how readily he did that, stiffening and jerking away a short distance.]

--Mm. Right. Thanks.

[aesculapian]

[ puts her hand down '-' doesn't seem bothered, though ]

You are welcome ...

You should rinse the conditioner out. Lilith thinks you should braid it, as well.

[rootless]

[nods sharply, pulling his hair over his shoulder and combing fingers through it experimentally, trying to gather his wits.]

Right. Thanks. I'll get to work on those flowers soon.

[aesculapian]

[ tilts her head a little, then bobs it in response before starting to slosh her way to the river bank ]

There is no rush ... within a few days is fine.

[rootless]

That's a lot of time...

[oh right rinsing his hair.

just. sits down in the water, submerging.]

[aesculapian]

It was a small trade—

[ oh you can't hear me now. humming and rummaging around among the little pile of belongings she'd left on the shore before pulling out an oversized towel, which gets spread out and then sprawled on ]

[rootless]

[BUSILY RINSING OUT HIS HAIR!!! ALL OF IT!!! CAREFULLY!!!!

emerging and starting to braid it while still in the river though, glancing at them sidelong.]

[aesculapian]

[ flat snake, flat Lilith. they look kind of wiped and have their eyes shut.

despite that, though, she hums questioningly at him ]

[rootless]

...Mm. S'nothing.

[aesculapian]

All right.

[ ah, cute tsunderes. ]

[rootless]

[braids his hair with more care than he probably would normally, then sloooowly meanders to join them.

...did not get dressed first, but, you know.]

[aesculapian]

[ LILITH DOES IN FACT KNOW. SHE COULDN'T NOT KNOW IF SHE TRIED.

none of this escapes the confines of their shared headspace, of course. they shift a little to make room on the towel for him to sit with a creaky noise and then re-flop. ]

[rootless]

[SKIN AND SCARS, LILITH. SO MUCH OF BOTH.

he considers it for almost a full minute then takes the place they made for him 'x']

[aesculapian]

[ look skin and scars are not what Lilith is flustered about and we both know it

also it's probably a good thing that with the angle her faint, pleased smile isn't visible or he might bristle right off. lets out a barely audible puff of a sigh ]

[rootless]

[tucks his knees up to his chest and puts his arms on them, chin on his forearms, satisfied to simply watch the river.]