There is nothing but a generic contentment to the adult vriki. It is a tree and its purpose is to spread seeds and Sym....Sym can do that later.
For now, it exists in the cavern and existing is exactly what it wants to do. The crystals and the mushrooms are happy to stick exactly where they are, and the mushrooms start to take root in the floor again since the chair had moved.
Coral drops its tentacles, or rather Sym asks it to, and curls up in Aerith's lap to let her experience the uncomplicated and still rich moments of the plants.
It is a tree, it is mushrooms and the crystals are crystals. There is contentment, and there is just something freeing to be just...knowing and fulfilling one's purpose.
Her other hand was gentle on Coral, resting there as she closed her eyes. This was a wonderful surprise.
It's a wonderful escape and time passes for Sym in a gentle way. He connects with Aerith as well, the warmth of his mind touching upon hers, but he doesn't pry. He just gives her comfort and support and a place to be.
He waits and exists and there's nothing more important than that.
It is warmth and it is a gentle. Like holding each other's hands, fingers intertwined, mind to mind, not intruding just...being there. For each other. Just a moment in sunlight.
It feels too short, and long, before her hand starts to slip from hee body falling asleep.
When it falls and the connection drops, Sym sends off a little seed into
the vat which changes him back and he can then set the tree inside, too. He
needs to put it in the greenhouse later.
He checks on Aerith, though, making sure she stays asleep, like she needs.
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A tree. The crystals were a new sensation, as was the mushrooms, and the tree...
She thought she felt tears of joy on her cheeks.
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For now, it exists in the cavern and existing is exactly what it wants to do. The crystals and the mushrooms are happy to stick exactly where they are, and the mushrooms start to take root in the floor again since the chair had moved.
Coral drops its tentacles, or rather Sym asks it to, and curls up in Aerith's lap to let her experience the uncomplicated and still rich moments of the plants.
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Her other hand was gentle on Coral, resting there as she closed her eyes. This was a wonderful surprise.
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He waits and exists and there's nothing more important than that.
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It feels too short, and long, before her hand starts to slip from hee body falling asleep.
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When it falls and the connection drops, Sym sends off a little seed into the vat which changes him back and he can then set the tree inside, too. He needs to put it in the greenhouse later.
He checks on Aerith, though, making sure she stays asleep, like she needs.
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She looked younger and more relaxed then she did awake.
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He doesn't disrupt her at all, but does bring a blanket he makes very quickly of flowers and leaves and sets it on her.
Then he picks up his book, sits at her feet, and goes back to reading.