[Vil had noticed the other looking more weary, but he would comment on that after dinner. At least in depth, he would try to put some feelers out.
Vil looked up from his preparations with a smile.]
Hardly any time at all, welcome home Lyney.
[He wiped his hands on a cloth and goes to place a hand on Lyney’s back and gave it a few rubs. He seemed like he needed the little bit of reassurance, or at least to feel like someone was there, but that was only a guess given that he was a twin.]
How are you holding up?
[He tried to go in to the talk acknowledging that Lyney was clearly struggling, hoping it would be a window to coax him into opening up a bit. He suspected the answer or lack thereof would speak volumes regardless of what Lyney chose to reveal.]
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Vil looked up from his preparations with a smile.]
Hardly any time at all, welcome home Lyney.
[He wiped his hands on a cloth and goes to place a hand on Lyney’s back and gave it a few rubs. He seemed like he needed the little bit of reassurance, or at least to feel like someone was there, but that was only a guess given that he was a twin.]
How are you holding up?
[He tried to go in to the talk acknowledging that Lyney was clearly struggling, hoping it would be a window to coax him into opening up a bit. He suspected the answer or lack thereof would speak volumes regardless of what Lyney chose to reveal.]