[ For someone like Richard, that much is probably true. While he hadn't imagined this trip would become something tangible after all this time, he'd thought about it subconsciously enough for lots of ideas to emerge.
Maybe not ideas of disguises, but... he has considered that travelling around recognizably might put a bit of a damper on things. Maybe something to consider, so their trip isn't bogged down by the world's watchful eye. ]
Then, a week it is. I'll be sure to afford you enough time to prepare everything.
[ From paperwork to packing, this is a bit of an undertaking- but one that Richard seems genuinely happy about.
When Asbel suddenly leans forward, their shoulders brush- Richard following his line of sight in his urgency to catch the streak of a star, winking brightly into existence, and fading nearly just as fast. The childlike notion of making a wish, though- he can't help but crack a smile at that.
Still, he supposes he should. Not much could stand above a moment like this, but... he could certainly wish for more of them. Even if Asbel had already promised them, earlier. ]
If I'm remembering right, sharing the wishes out loud means they don't come true, right? [ Does that count if he'd already vocalized his wish earlier, before making it here? Although in some ways, wishing something to Asbel almost feels stronger than the cosmic power of a star. He'll turn his head slightly, catching Asbel in his periphery. ]
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Maybe not ideas of disguises, but... he has considered that travelling around recognizably might put a bit of a damper on things. Maybe something to consider, so their trip isn't bogged down by the world's watchful eye. ]
Then, a week it is. I'll be sure to afford you enough time to prepare everything.
[ From paperwork to packing, this is a bit of an undertaking- but one that Richard seems genuinely happy about.
When Asbel suddenly leans forward, their shoulders brush- Richard following his line of sight in his urgency to catch the streak of a star, winking brightly into existence, and fading nearly just as fast. The childlike notion of making a wish, though- he can't help but crack a smile at that.
Still, he supposes he should. Not much could stand above a moment like this, but... he could certainly wish for more of them. Even if Asbel had already promised them, earlier. ]
If I'm remembering right, sharing the wishes out loud means they don't come true, right? [ Does that count if he'd already vocalized his wish earlier, before making it here? Although in some ways, wishing something to Asbel almost feels stronger than the cosmic power of a star. He'll turn his head slightly, catching Asbel in his periphery. ]