[ Esquie turns his enormous moonlike mask with its childlike smile up towards one of the higher corners of the cave, but when Gustave turns to follow the glance he sees nothing, only a rocky ledge limned with shadow.
His eyes narrow, but when he looks back at Esquie, his posture is relaxed, and he even manages a small smile as he lifts his hands, palms up and open, in polite inquisition. ]
That's too bad.
[ Behind his friendly tone, his mind is awhirl. He doesn't know how long it might actually have been since Esquie saw Verso... do creatures of legend have the same understanding of time passing as a human might?
But... if there's a chance...
Verso not dead and gone. Not Gommaged, the way Gustave was sure he must have been. How old was he, the last time they met? How much time does he have left? Less than a year, like Gustave himself, or longer?
He does his best to make the question sound like simple, idle curiosity. Of course he'd like to see his... friend. Surely Esquie can understand that. ]
Do you know where he might have gone?
Maybe I could give him a new flower and... and see if he'd like to play the piano again.
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Date: 2025-06-02 05:02 pm (UTC)His eyes narrow, but when he looks back at Esquie, his posture is relaxed, and he even manages a small smile as he lifts his hands, palms up and open, in polite inquisition. ]
That's too bad.
[ Behind his friendly tone, his mind is awhirl. He doesn't know how long it might actually have been since Esquie saw Verso... do creatures of legend have the same understanding of time passing as a human might?
But... if there's a chance...
Verso not dead and gone. Not Gommaged, the way Gustave was sure he must have been. How old was he, the last time they met? How much time does he have left? Less than a year, like Gustave himself, or longer?
He does his best to make the question sound like simple, idle curiosity. Of course he'd like to see his... friend. Surely Esquie can understand that. ]
Do you know where he might have gone?
Maybe I could give him a new flower and... and see if he'd like to play the piano again.
[ Well, maybe. It's not a complete lie. ]