Having visited Ashelia and her husband to congratulate them on the newborn, Balthier had taken the time to re-explore Alexandria and stock up on whatever supplies were needed aboard the Decadance. Things were going generally well as of late. Despite his aprehensions towards the relationship turn he and Fran were undergoing. He was aware of his feelings but the very idea of monogomy and the such sent a horrible chill down his spine.
Although, the very fact that all he wore on this day was his leather pants and a white shirt could've caused the cold feeling.
Gloved hands adjusted the gun holster about his torso and Balthier glanced over what supplies he'd gotten. They seemed good enough. Attaching the pouch to his belt, the pirate continued his walk, spying Penelo. Tempted to call out to her, he held himself back as he noted the tear upon her face.
Now that just wouldn't do. Striding closer, Balthier took his place in front of her, lifting her chin gently and brushing away the tear with his thumb as he spoke, "Whatever has happened to cause tears from someone so graceful?"
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Date: 2010-01-05 10:06 pm (UTC)Although, the very fact that all he wore on this day was his leather pants and a white shirt could've caused the cold feeling.
Gloved hands adjusted the gun holster about his torso and Balthier glanced over what supplies he'd gotten. They seemed good enough. Attaching the pouch to his belt, the pirate continued his walk, spying Penelo. Tempted to call out to her, he held himself back as he noted the tear upon her face.
Now that just wouldn't do. Striding closer, Balthier took his place in front of her, lifting her chin gently and brushing away the tear with his thumb as he spoke, "Whatever has happened to cause tears from someone so graceful?"