[ His brow pinches, momentarily casting a shadow over his thoughtful gaze. Somnus' robes rustle as he crosses his arms over his chest.
"Are you sure those were meant for me?"
"...maybe too lovely..."
"I've never owned anything like that."
He lifts his head, looking at her with more clarity. ] Kisara. [ There's no insistence behind his polished tone. What she does with it is her business; and if she doesn't have any use for it, that's a failing on his part, not hers, for not knowing her better to give her something more practical. Such is the nature of gifts. However, if she thinks that it is not meant for her... This deserves correction.
Somnus relaxes his arms to his sides. ]
Its design was made with you in mind. [ There's a brief, distant drift in his gaze-- that to the side of her face, where she wears her own earrings, and then lower to her neck, as if envisioning the set. In hindsight, perhaps the diamond's brilliance overpowered the subtleness of the arrangement's motif, but on her... Surely she knows by now that Somnus is a pragmatic man. He wouldn't have made it if he thought it was too much. Jewelry is only as lovely as the one who wears it.
His eyes meet hers, and with this, his conclusion is firm: ] It is meant for none other.
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"Are you sure those were meant for me?"
"...maybe too lovely..."
"I've never owned anything like that."
He lifts his head, looking at her with more clarity. ] Kisara. [ There's no insistence behind his polished tone. What she does with it is her business; and if she doesn't have any use for it, that's a failing on his part, not hers, for not knowing her better to give her something more practical. Such is the nature of gifts. However, if she thinks that it is not meant for her... This deserves correction.
Somnus relaxes his arms to his sides. ]
Its design was made with you in mind. [ There's a brief, distant drift in his gaze-- that to the side of her face, where she wears her own earrings, and then lower to her neck, as if envisioning the set. In hindsight, perhaps the diamond's brilliance overpowered the subtleness of the arrangement's motif, but on her... Surely she knows by now that Somnus is a pragmatic man. He wouldn't have made it if he thought it was too much. Jewelry is only as lovely as the one who wears it.
His eyes meet hers, and with this, his conclusion is firm: ] It is meant for none other.