You really can be a bleeding heart, ya know that, Blue? [A short chuckle, sighing after words. The sigh isn't a result of some exasperated feeling though, of anguish, nothing like that, no. It's more of a reset, a kind of recooperating gesture, so short and insignificant really. But even just taking that moment to himself, it balances him. For now. But Summoner's always been like that. Where Darkleer would dwell of sweeps, Summoner would dwell for a day, week enough, and then stabilize again. He had to after all.]

We could, I'm no good though, you uh, you know that. [Sliding a hand up, moving to lift up Darkleer's face by his chin and giving him a playful little shove against his cheek with a palm.]

Let's hope whatever tunes you picked can cover up how clumsy I can be on my feet, eh?