[ Ashe stands up, brushing his hands off on the front of his pants. ] If you're sure... [ Except he knows Dedue wouldn't just offer his time all willy-nilly to him, so he holds out a hand to help him to his feet. ] Thank you. I appreciate it.
[ If he were bolder, he'd keep his hand in his the entire way to his borrowed room. But the most he can manage is a gentle squeeze once Dedue's standing before letting go and heading on their way.
Since the castle's not meant to be home, he's kept his room neater than at the monastery. He has less books now (most of those were from the library, anyway), and they're all organized neatly on a shelf. In fact, the only mess is on his desk, where a pile of papers threatens to spill onto the floor. ]
Please, make yourself at home. [ Once they're both inside and Dedue's taken a seat on the only couch in the room, Ashe makes his way to the desk and starts sorting through the papers. ] I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but... as you probably already know, I turned down His Majesty's offer for knighthood. [ It's still odd to say those words. Being a knight was his dream since... well, since he first read Loog and the Maiden of Wind. But. ] Instead, I'm opening an inn in the city.
[ He returns to Dedue's side with a small stack and a smile. ] Do you remember the night I came back late from that scouting mission? What we talked about then - how our loved ones can live on through our cooking - I've been thinking a lot about that. I want to ensure the memories of my parents to live on...
[ He spreads out the papers on the coffee table in front of them. It's many things - a draft of the menu he's planning to serve, sketches for wood etching, notes for interior design, from colors to plants... there's one common thread, though, that Dedue will pick up quickly. ]
... and, the people of Duscur. [ Ashe looks up at him, shy but earnest. ] I, ah... tried to remember everything you told me about Duscur. But I'm not sure if I got it all right. [ He wrings his hands together in his lap. ] Would you look over it, and tell me what you think?
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[ If he were bolder, he'd keep his hand in his the entire way to his borrowed room. But the most he can manage is a gentle squeeze once Dedue's standing before letting go and heading on their way.
Since the castle's not meant to be home, he's kept his room neater than at the monastery. He has less books now (most of those were from the library, anyway), and they're all organized neatly on a shelf. In fact, the only mess is on his desk, where a pile of papers threatens to spill onto the floor. ]
Please, make yourself at home. [ Once they're both inside and Dedue's taken a seat on the only couch in the room, Ashe makes his way to the desk and starts sorting through the papers. ] I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but... as you probably already know, I turned down His Majesty's offer for knighthood. [ It's still odd to say those words. Being a knight was his dream since... well, since he first read Loog and the Maiden of Wind. But. ] Instead, I'm opening an inn in the city.
[ He returns to Dedue's side with a small stack and a smile. ] Do you remember the night I came back late from that scouting mission? What we talked about then - how our loved ones can live on through our cooking - I've been thinking a lot about that. I want to ensure the memories of my parents to live on...
[ He spreads out the papers on the coffee table in front of them. It's many things - a draft of the menu he's planning to serve, sketches for wood etching, notes for interior design, from colors to plants... there's one common thread, though, that Dedue will pick up quickly. ]
... and, the people of Duscur. [ Ashe looks up at him, shy but earnest. ] I, ah... tried to remember everything you told me about Duscur. But I'm not sure if I got it all right. [ He wrings his hands together in his lap. ] Would you look over it, and tell me what you think?