[ The communion takes him off guard. It only made sense that others would notice his castle go back up, but he hadn't thought they'd contact him first. In the void of the castle he's been working to recreate, he responds after some beats of silence. ]
It's not done, but you can come up.
[ He sounds the way he used to. His mind is intact, a vast improvement from the monstrous state she'd last witnessed. Should Gray make her way into the foyer, she'll see that he's there waiting for herβ afflicted by the discord of everything, but at least on two legs and capable of rational thought. A black emptiness where the corridor had been is spinning in front of him, and visions of how he's attempting to reconstruct it flicker in and out of existence, his thoughts clear by what shows. ]
[ She's relieved, at least, to hear his voice, even if it's more serious than she's used to from him. It would have been stranger if he'd sounded completely unaffected after everything he and Lucien went through. She makes her way up to the entrance and carefully invites herself in, trying not to make too much noise despite asking for permission to be here.
When Dark's discord-ridden form comes into view, Gray's eyes widen, but she wouldn't be so gauche as to comment on his appearance unsolicited. She tries to gauge his expression instead, before glancing with passing interest at the scroll of Dark's architectural imaginings flickering in front of him. It's an amazing magical feat, but it isn't what she's here for, so she spends more time thinking about it.
She returns her attention to Dark with solemn concern and decides to start with the basics. ]
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Date: 2023-11-23 05:59 am (UTC)It's not done, but you can come up.
[ He sounds the way he used to. His mind is intact, a vast improvement from the monstrous state she'd last witnessed. Should Gray make her way into the foyer, she'll see that he's there waiting for herβ afflicted by the discord of everything, but at least on two legs and capable of rational thought. A black emptiness where the corridor had been is spinning in front of him, and visions of how he's attempting to reconstruct it flicker in and out of existence, his thoughts clear by what shows. ]
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Date: 2023-11-26 08:14 am (UTC)When Dark's discord-ridden form comes into view, Gray's eyes widen, but she wouldn't be so gauche as to comment on his appearance unsolicited. She tries to gauge his expression instead, before glancing with passing interest at the scroll of Dark's architectural imaginings flickering in front of him. It's an amazing magical feat, but it isn't what she's here for, so she spends more time thinking about it.
She returns her attention to Dark with solemn concern and decides to start with the basics. ]
How are you feeling?