[Kratos hasn't been like this in millennia. Yuan can only stare at him, bemused and heart-warmed simultaneously.]
...You are drunk on mana, aren't you.
[For all that it's dry it's so very fond. Until Kratos shakes him, at which point another quiet sound slips by Yuan's control. Damn. Should have spent more time with the refresher-- time he didn't have until now. He smiles anyway, despite himself, despite everything, to see Kratos so vibrant, to feel the mana flowing into the world.]
You're shaking. Here.
[He wraps a hand over Kratos', steadying, trying to balance him out.]
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...You are drunk on mana, aren't you.
[For all that it's dry it's so very fond. Until Kratos shakes him, at which point another quiet sound slips by Yuan's control. Damn. Should have spent more time with the refresher-- time he didn't have until now. He smiles anyway, despite himself, despite everything, to see Kratos so vibrant, to feel the mana flowing into the world.]
You're shaking. Here.
[He wraps a hand over Kratos', steadying, trying to balance him out.]