[ i went back and listened to this scene and my heart was instantly warmed.
magnus's memories are more familiar than some of the others that he's seen. there's some sort of fantasy camaraderie that's hard to pinpoint, but, gods and fate, choosing warriors and destinies... that's so unbelievably familiar.
the memory stops him in his tracks. when it all fades, he's left standing in the mess hall, stilled completely, the building coming down rebuilding into the mess hall, the camp, and magnus.
god like powers, huh.
for a moment, he stays still, as if sorting through everything that just happened. these memories are difficult to process, and there were so many details in there that it's hard to start--and he has many questions, but. yin yu won't forget his manners, either. it is not in the duty to ask, for a servant, and... the worst thing about these memories is that they just happen, and as a private person, he hates being made so easily vulnerable.
shifting, yin yu turns to magnus, locks his fist to his hand, and gives him a proper bow. ] ...I apologize, sir. I didn't mean to see.
[Oh, if I'd known, I would have just linked it instead of making you read all of that! Anyway, he shakes his head. It's not a bad memory at all? Just nice.]
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magnus's memories are more familiar than some of the others that he's seen. there's some sort of fantasy camaraderie that's hard to pinpoint, but, gods and fate, choosing warriors and destinies... that's so unbelievably familiar.
the memory stops him in his tracks. when it all fades, he's left standing in the mess hall, stilled completely, the building coming down rebuilding into the mess hall, the camp, and magnus.
god like powers, huh.
for a moment, he stays still, as if sorting through everything that just happened. these memories are difficult to process, and there were so many details in there that it's hard to start--and he has many questions, but. yin yu won't forget his manners, either. it is not in the duty to ask, for a servant, and... the worst thing about these memories is that they just happen, and as a private person, he hates being made so easily vulnerable.
shifting, yin yu turns to magnus, locks his fist to his hand, and gives him a proper bow. ] ...I apologize, sir. I didn't mean to see.
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Hey, it's not your fault. It's fine, anyway.