[Cassius is outside, Dedue's visitation providing more motivation than he's had in days (weeks?). He's been waiting for a good half hour, sitting on a small bench that has seen better days. Flora has bloomed at his feet, where his worms have burrowed and taken root; he has a whole system in the works underneath his home. It's why when Dedue finally approaches, he's already there, winding his way around his home to meet him.]
Friend Dedue, hello. [He looks a little tired - as much as a floral shell of worms can, anyway. There's a small wilt to his petals, and his colors are a shade faded, but he still greets his friend with a faint smile.
His hands go out on instinct, and then stop just before he makes contact. They hesitate in the air between them for a moment, before he draws them into his chest.] You are alright? Your journey was not too much?
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Friend Dedue, hello. [He looks a little tired - as much as a floral shell of worms can, anyway. There's a small wilt to his petals, and his colors are a shade faded, but he still greets his friend with a faint smile.
His hands go out on instinct, and then stop just before he makes contact. They hesitate in the air between them for a moment, before he draws them into his chest.] You are alright? Your journey was not too much?