[Yuan isn't expecting Kratos to say anything, and he pauses before entering the smithy, to make sure he hears it all, quiet as Kratos is.]
[You are mine also. From Kratos, oddly, Yuan can accept this, even if an object isn't specified. Whether it's that he's Kratos's enemy, or master, or partner, or... It's reciprocal. It's... not friendship, maybe, but something like it. And it says, to him, that Kratos has just as much of a possessive streak about this relationship.]
...I'll remember.
[This is equally low, nearly lost to the wind, and with the undercurrent of a rasp to it that says Yuan is having at least one emotion.]
[He nods, and pushes the door in. The apprentice immediately obvious isn't someone Yuan recognizes. Equally, it's someone who doesn't recognize him. There is the customary double-take between half-elf and commander's braid and uniform. Yuan ignores it.]
no subject
[You are mine also. From Kratos, oddly, Yuan can accept this, even if an object isn't specified. Whether it's that he's Kratos's enemy, or master, or partner, or... It's reciprocal. It's... not friendship, maybe, but something like it. And it says, to him, that Kratos has just as much of a possessive streak about this relationship.]
...I'll remember.
[This is equally low, nearly lost to the wind, and with the undercurrent of a rasp to it that says Yuan is having at least one emotion.]
[He nods, and pushes the door in. The apprentice immediately obvious isn't someone Yuan recognizes. Equally, it's someone who doesn't recognize him. There is the customary double-take between half-elf and commander's braid and uniform. Yuan ignores it.]
I'm looking for your master.