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You want a lecture? At this time of night?

[Being obtuse on purpose.]

[He makes a vague gesture at the man leaning against him.]

Is this what tempering looks like, then?

You know as well as I do the summoning flows back upon those that called it forcing them to align.

Though now I wonder what you were expecting.

I had no expectations. I never really wondered how it looked, in your eyes. Or, perhaps, I did once. But that was long ago.

[He lifts his hand, curiously inspecting it.]

Everything you see... It truly must seem like blindness, not having this.

Colorless. As if everything was dipped in gray.

Ah, but I will survive it, troublesome as it is. But you are correct, this is another reason why I retreat here as often as I do. Calm and comfort. A way to ease the mind. Even if the memories are sometimes to painful to recount.

[Taking one of Lahabrea's hands and just barely mixing their aether again.]

You can feel it, can't you?

Hmm.

[It's a soft acknowledging noise. Watching that with renewed interest, now that he can see it and not just feel. It's fascinating, and honestly beautiful.]

And to think my Sight isn't even the strongest.

Feeling sentimental?

[But then, when isn't Emet-Selch sentimental. Still, bringing up his old friends, he must be.]

Asking questions to which you already know the answer. How unscholarly.

[He leans his head on his shoulder again and closes his eyes. He drapes his own aether over Lahabrea like a shawl, a feather-like weight.]

[How warm. He leans his chin on top of Emet-Selch's head but doesn't close his eyes, enjoying the Sight.]

Maybe you're rubbing off on me. After all this time that might be inevitable.

Hardly. You're stubborn. Immovably so.

And hopeful. 'Tis a reason why you toil as you do.

I won't hear about stubbornness from you.

[Grumble.]

But I do hope. For all my fears they cannot outweigh that. We may stumble on the path at times but here you are to pull me up, as I for you.

I truly must worry you for you to get this emotional. But there is no false statement in your words.

[Nudging him to lie down.]

Now, you said you were going to rest. That does not mean studying all night.

You do worry me.

[He won't deny it!]

But that is nothing new. Fine, I will rest. You as well, enjoy the peace.

Calm your worries. All will be alright.

[Changing the bench into a material that has more give and procuring a blanket out of nothingness for him.]

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