Sevrin
Character
Sevrin was interested in what Jacen had to say. "More? More what, though?" he asked curiously, a slow tilt of his head giving the question a playful weight.
As Jacen continued, Sevrin felt a gentle sense of wonder stirring beneath the surface. It seemed to him that perhaps Jacen longed to share wistful, golden moments with someone, someone who was also in the mood to taste the small joys of life.
"I think I might like to see that," he murmured, a soft smile ghosting his lips. "It might take a while before we get there, though." His voice had grown thoughtful, "It would be nice, I think... you showing me around..."
He rolled lazily in the warm sand, the grains catching in his clothes like stardust, before sitting up and rising to his feet. He brushed himself off and extended a wrapped hand down to the man.
"Alright then," he said, his tone light, "At your leisure."