Wren blinks, watching the feathers appear across the man's arms, almost
startled out of the rest of the song by the suddenness and beauty of it.
With him, it's willing and on command, not some curse taking its effect,
and he's able to see the beauty of it instead of feeling slightly
resentful. He doesn't regret any decision he's made, but the fact that the
curse was levied is still unfair to both himself and Hana.
He's even more startled, and grateful nearly to tears when the nettles
pluck themselves from the ground. Wren finishes the last chorus and stands,
inclining his head. "Thank you," he says. "I'm in your debt."
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Date: 2015-05-13 12:54 pm (UTC)Wren blinks, watching the feathers appear across the man's arms, almost startled out of the rest of the song by the suddenness and beauty of it. With him, it's willing and on command, not some curse taking its effect, and he's able to see the beauty of it instead of feeling slightly resentful. He doesn't regret any decision he's made, but the fact that the curse was levied is still unfair to both himself and Hana.
He's even more startled, and grateful nearly to tears when the nettles pluck themselves from the ground. Wren finishes the last chorus and stands, inclining his head. "Thank you," he says. "I'm in your debt."