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Tavern time. Arioon was also there, and she offered them quite the combo platter. Toasted bread with cheese ontop, combined with healthy bowl of beef stew with enough spices to overwhelm a lot of people's noses. Arioon spared a glance to Reeve... And rolled her eyes. A good way to tell just...

Hunger and talismans, Laila presumed...Considering how tired Reeve looked, some food seemed to be in order. She was thinking about breaking the fast via classic TAVERN EXPEDITION! Thinking further on what the magic academy would be only slow down time for her, so she definitely was trying to...

As she suspected, it was uncertain. Out of combat, this wouldn't be a large issue. In combat, the most they would be able to do is organize the gestures of... Laila got herself a good idea. "Back when we fought those boars and first met, I gave you those hand signals and we were able to...

Laila blinked at him, before recognizing the face immediately! "Wow! That was really accurate, haha." Still...Seems like I might not be able to readily talk to him as much...How should I go about communicating with him? She thought to herself for a long moment. "By the way, you won't really...

"Ah...Crap...Guess we've been here too long..." Laila sighed; she wasn't sure how much they would remember considering so much happened in a single dream, but she would have to settle on this little brevity. Reeve was changing, and Laila saw nothing but positives in fairness. She smiled...

It’s very easy to critique in leisure what others had to do in haste. Laila was panicking. The right answer for most people in these trying times when a man is crying in her shoulder is to pat him on the back and tell him everything will be okay, probably. But unlike a lot of people, Laila had...

"H-hey, Reeve, don't be sorry, you've been doing amazing even before we met...." His chuckle made her uncomfortable, chilly even. So when he leaned into her, she kept him in a close embrace. And again, he was on his knees, and Laila descended to match his height. Was this her fault? Her...

"T...Technically, I'm not very good at reading between the lines, too..." Bit of an off-hand comment, but Laila was the kind of person who didn't like tension, so it naturally suited her to try to lift the bottom-barrel atmosphere. The appearance of, what was now, two men clashing their blades...

not fitting in sucks. going through the effort to submit a character sheet and trying to accommodate the worldbuilding lore, trying to make your own lore to complement the initial setting, and making a variety of characters for the sake of exploring central themes to the lore and unfortunately...

The trees were moving around. Reeve was on his knees, his thoughts echoing across the scape. And who was the figure appearing near him?? The sword? She was only watching. She couldn't make a noise. How much pain Reeve could've been in outside of her world, and all the things she tried to do to...

Reeve never really stopped shocking her. Always something new, always something strange, intimidating, a little terrifying even. Laila was always a stickler for staying calm, but most things that happened to her to didn't lead to drastically altering consequences. One instance, everything was...

He looked tired. Actually no, worse than that, he looked like he was dealing with something; with no other choice left, she put the bowl to the side with her face a mask of pure worry. Was he getting a bad dream? Should I help? "Uh...Okay. Hey, stay safe..." She was pretty sure he didn't hear...

---- Reeve would wake up to the motions of a Laila shaking his shoulders. "Wakey wakey! It's time to adventure! Well, breakfast first, and then other logistics stuff I know you don't care about!" It seems that the two would get their sleep proper; though, yes, it seemed to be they were...

"I wouldn't allow that to happen to you." "This like a hero story to you?" She said, snickering. Actual knight in shining armor statement, honestly, she couldn't even pretend to be moved by that just because how funny it was to hear Reeve say that. Poor guy was getting tired too, his dreamscape...

Reeve thought of a few things...Geez, Laila hoped Alina didn't give him a stern insulting session. Alina was a bit of a hard-ass, sure, but Laila knew her well enough...Probably. Alina was always a bit more...Iffy with people. Scared. That was an okay feeling to admit. Laila had felt scared...

Honestly, Laila was perfectly happy with this. This was not just the silver lining, this was straight up the gold that would put them together. She was fine with this! A hug sealed their deal. "I'm glad we met." ... Man, Reeve was so easy to read in this kind of situation; why even bother...

What a deal! Friends stay together, and they handle the world! Laila wasn't sure if she could be any more excited than right now! She'd do the talking, he would watch her back, they learn and grow and develop- Man. What a real fantasy, huh? "Reeve, you're getting way better at smooth-talking."...

He hasn't seen her so...Not traditionally? "Wow. I don't know how to respond to that." Focusing more on their concern, she got to hear him out. For real, this time, without the sword punishing him or without any flakiness or...Any of Reeve's menial issues. She got to hear him speak up. Seeing...

---- Laila had a bit of an ink color to her this time around, this dream sequence. Her long hair had been let down and curled around, and she wasn't wearing any of her normal shrine maiden gear, settling on a very simplistic button-up and a pair of black tight-fitting leggings. She looked more...

Laila stared at the fist, taking a good long look at his emotions; she felt like she hadn't gotten a chance to hear Reeve out (no pun intended), and taking some time to try to get him to vocalize himself (no pun intended) felt like the right move. Still, she thought she could sense some sort of...