THE WORLD: PSL LIFE

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[insinning]

[Sinclair squeezes Oria a little more, still gentle. He gives a soft laugh, an exhale of breath]

Mmm. You know there's no one I trust more.

[dissimulative]

I hope you know that it's the same for me.

[ There is no one else in the world that he trusts more than Sinclair. Oria still has the rest of his family, but if it's still about trust, Sinclair still takes the cake by far. ]

[insinning]

[Oh. It's not that Sinclair didn't know that Oria trusted him deeply. Oria didn't trust in general. That's why he was determined to protect that trust no matter what]

Ah. That's so important to me too.

[He cups Oria's damp cheeks between his hands and kisses him softly in meaning]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria returns the kiss, sweet and gentle, as he smiles a little when their lips are together. ]

My love for you runs so deeply...

[ He whispers under his breath and kisses him again. ]

[insinning]

[Sinclair's cheeks colour. It doesn't matter how many times he hears it, it's overwhelming each time. He returns that kiss, melting into it.]

Mm. And I'm the romantic...? [Another kiss, gentle and soft] I love you so much.

[dissimulative]

I love you too... so, so much.

[ He wishes Sinclair could stay with him forever, but that's not something he can do. That's why he has to take advantage of the time he has now. ]

Can you come to my room some time after dinner? I want to show you something.

[insinning]

Hm...? Sure. I don't have to sneak over do I?

[ Last time he had been able to stay overnight with Oria without any questions. But now that he has his own room maybe it's different?]

[dissimulative]

No?

[ Oria laughs. He's definitely not making this a prison for him. ]

You're allowed to freely move around the house. Just tell someone if you're leaving the property.

[insinning]

Just checking.

[ Laughing. Oh, now that he thinks about it...]

So it's fine if I borrow the kitchen after dinner too?

[dissimulative]

Sure, whatever you want.

[ He doesn't have to, but Oria will make a note. ]

Are you gonna make something?

[insinning]

Just something small.

[ He grins sheepishly. He can't do much...]

[dissimulative]

Is it for meeee?

[ His eyes seem to sparkle at that idea. Potato dumplings??? ]

[insinning]

[ Ah. Why is he so obvious...]

Mm. Of course.

[dissimulative]

[ Even if it's after dinner, Oria looks excited by the prospect. He can't wait. ]

I look forward to it!

[insinning]

[He is incredibly weak when Oria smiles like that.]

Late night snacks can't hurt, right?

[dissimulative]

Definitely not.

[ He gives Sinclair a kiss on the cheek. ]

I think that's enough of "water therapy" for now, so I'll go and get changed. Dinner should be in a few hours.

[insinning]

Mm. [ He nods, pushing himself up and offering Oria a hand up too. ] I'll head back in too. The sun is beginning to make me sleepy now.

[ He lives in dreary overcast weather most days, he has no real defenses against the sun]

[dissimulative]

[ Oria smiles and takes Sinclair's hand to pull himself up with his help. He can at least walk fine when they head back inside. They're met with a maid offering towels so that they don't trek water all over the house.

After they separate, Oria takes a medical bath, some light self exercises after, and then they eat dinner. Dinner is full of good food, but only Aria, Sinclair, and Oria would be present. Kaleria and Iria would be eating dinner outside, they're told. It's to be expected, since they're picking up the slack when Oria can't at the moment, but because of that, dinner is pretty lighthearted because Aria can't be intimidating to save her life. She's friendly with Sinclair and gets bullied by Oria often, but it's all in lighthearted good fun. Aria isn't much older—just two years older than Oria. After dinner, a maid comes along and carries Oria out bridal style despite vehement protests that he can walk! Thank you very much! It doesn't deter her carrying him out though. Aria giggles at the sight and tells Sinclair about how that maid in particular has been more like a nanny for Oria for many years.

Oria can be found in his room, sitting up on the edge of the bed. His room is missing a few things like his computer and half the clothes from his closet, but other than that, most of it remains the same. Even after having a different place to live in, he really only sent over the bare minimum. ]

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[ After they seperate, Sinclair has his shower first, then he treks down to the kitchen to prep the potato dumplings before dinner, so he can just boil them right afterwards.

Dinner is relaxing and fun--he laughs with Aria when he sees Oria get carted off bridal style. He wouldn't be surprised if some of the maids were also bodyguards. He takes a bit longer before he heads up too, finishing off the potato dumplings and making two cups of creamy herbal tea. Oria might recognise the flavour. He gets a tray and carries it up, knocking on Oria's door ]

Hey.

[dissimulative]

[ Oria opens the door when Sinclair knocks, letting him in. ]

That smell...

[ He squints at the tea. He feels like he's in the game again... he remembers how much he drank that thing-- ]

No way. Is that really--?

[insinning]

Ah. You can tell by the smell?

[He blinks in surprise as he sets down the tray on the table where Oria's computer would have been]

Ahaha....I figured it had to have an actual real-life counterpart if it could taste real in-game.

[dissimulative]

Yeah! That smell was practically ingrained into my pixels from how much I made! Entire canteens! Jugs! A canteen at a canteen! And--oooh, I spy potato dumplings~

[ He looks so excited as he follows Sinclair over to the table. ]

[insinning]

[Pffft. Sinclair laughs as he hands Oria his mug. There's plenty...mostly because Sinclair just had food so he doesn't need a lot, but he was thinking about Oria's ability to eat a lot...]

I hope it's as good as before...

[It's been awhile, but Sinclair did get some real life practice in...]

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[ Oria takes small sips. Fragment really turned him into a tea guy, but he hasn't been drinking tea while at home. His heritage has done nothing for him in this regard. ]

Wow, it tastes just like I remember it. How long did it take you to find this?

[insinning]

I'm not sure. I found a coffee shop that did something similar though, then I started looking at recipes from there.

[And after that, it was just a matter of trial and error. He had wanted to show Oria for awhile now. He sips at his own tea, glad he got the milk frothy without any machines]