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[knowledgeordeath]

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[samahl]

Well, I've plenty of that to spare. [Cyril is more than happy to share. It feels intimate and comfortable.] Might lean towards that vanity side a tad too often.

But can you blame me? I mean, with this face?

[knowledgeordeath]

I suppose it is appealing. I am not able to compare it to other Dalish to know for certain.

[That's not what Cyril means but well here they are.]

I have not been one to prefer looking at someone's appearance usually. Years ago, it was who someone was at their core that I would look at.

[samahl]

Then I hope my core is as beautiful as my face.

[knowledgeordeath]

There are appealing aspects to it.

[samahl]

You think so?

Hmm. This seems a really good opening to fish for compliments, and I'm torn between that and my desire to come upon them naturally.

[knowledgeordeath]

There is more to appreciate if they happen naturally.

[Basically...he's not telling you any unless they're natural, Cyril.]

[samahl]

I agree, and too much between us has happened against our will. Letting things go at our own pace seems the right way to go.

[knowledgeordeath]

Agreed. I believe you will enjoy it more in that light.

[samahl]

I would. [Cyril says with fondness in his tone.]

Besides, I give enough compliments to both of us.

[knowledgeordeath]

This is something that I have noticed.

[samahl]

Well, once again I feel the need to point out that I have an excellent face and you have an excellent everything. It would be impossible for me to ignore that.

[knowledgeordeath]

[A pause...]

You only feel that your face is excellent?

[samahl]

It is a good face.

I do have other assets though. [That empahsis is abosultely on purpose.]

[knowledgeordeath]

[He misses the emphasis completely.]

From what I am able to see, you have no physical flaws.

[He's including that fake arm in that. Because he doesn't view that as a flaw.]

You have kept yourself healthy which allows for you to do well in combat.

[samahl]

[Cyril blinks that that, completely taken off guard by the statement. His eyes cast downward towards the prosthetic. To him, that seems an obvious physical flaw, but Kolivan doesn't even consider it.

He feels oddly emotional over that idea.]

Well, I do try.

[knowledgeordeath]

It has shown when we have trained together. I will have to have you meet my other Blades to train with them as well.

[samahl]

I'd really like that. Perhaps we can do that once they let us back to our ships?

[knowledgeordeath]

I will arrange it with them when this is over.

[samahl]

So... it will be training, hm? Or do you ever do anything else with your team?

[knowledgeordeath]

We go on missions together.

[Kolivan doesn't know how to have fun, Cyril.]

[samahl]

No wild parties then?

[knowledgeordeath]

Parties?

[samahl]

Or feasts? Celebrations?

[knowledgeordeath]

We have attended those held by others when Voltron has obtained a victory to save a planet.

[So...no. Not really.]

[samahl]

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