That puzzlement that was typically on Murmur's face and now very much also within his emotions only grew at Jon's words. "Why? You strike me as intelligent, with an amusing amount of bite," So long as Jon's not needling about the accidental attempted murder thing, that is. "And you are attentive, a trait sorely lacking among many." There was a reason he was sometimes very obvious with the hints he dropped, just to see who would pick them up. Jon picks them up quickly, he likes that. It makes things interesting and more engaging.
The little compliment did earn something of a faint smile and a sort of half inclination of his head of acknowledgement. Likewise he found Jon easy to converse with, they really did have a lot in common and Murmur did enjoy how easy he found speaking with Jon to be, even when he wasn't using his Avatar influence.
"I do sincerely hope you are right about that," He meant it, a little more deeply than the formal words would imply. The grief he felt every time someone he'd grown attached to vanished was agonizing. Yes he was ancient beyond words but... he had spent so much of that time in solitude he hadn't built up the resistance others had in watching mortal lives end over and over again. He didn't often mesh well enough to get attached.
A kidnapping is easy enough to rectify. Walls do not tend to act as an obstacle for me. Was he suggesting he'd interfere? Of course he was, even if they weren't partnered. This would just make following him easier. "The length of your slumber was certainly strange..." He began, halting for a moment as he grappled with his usual instinct of not offering more information than was strictly necessary and the confusing desire to commiserate with someone he felt a certain kinship with. "I... admit I understand others generally wanting you to be silent. I cannot say I have ever been adept at forging alliances."
Jack is my second friend. Came the thought unbidden, his eyes having drawn back out over the crowd while his mind wandered off on its own tangent. Jon may find that happens an unfortunate amount. Being in the present was hard for Murmur.
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The little compliment did earn something of a faint smile and a sort of half inclination of his head of acknowledgement. Likewise he found Jon easy to converse with, they really did have a lot in common and Murmur did enjoy how easy he found speaking with Jon to be, even when he wasn't using his Avatar influence.
"I do sincerely hope you are right about that," He meant it, a little more deeply than the formal words would imply. The grief he felt every time someone he'd grown attached to vanished was agonizing. Yes he was ancient beyond words but... he had spent so much of that time in solitude he hadn't built up the resistance others had in watching mortal lives end over and over again. He didn't often mesh well enough to get attached.
A kidnapping is easy enough to rectify. Walls do not tend to act as an obstacle for me. Was he suggesting he'd interfere? Of course he was, even if they weren't partnered. This would just make following him easier. "The length of your slumber was certainly strange..." He began, halting for a moment as he grappled with his usual instinct of not offering more information than was strictly necessary and the confusing desire to commiserate with someone he felt a certain kinship with. "I... admit I understand others generally wanting you to be silent. I cannot say I have ever been adept at forging alliances."
Jack is my second friend. Came the thought unbidden, his eyes having drawn back out over the crowd while his mind wandered off on its own tangent. Jon may find that happens an unfortunate amount. Being in the present was hard for Murmur.