(ooc: if Alain wouldn't agree to go out on to the balcony/wouldn't follow Roland out there or whatever, tell me and I can change this.)
The second hug is just as much a relief as the first, and Roland does not take his hands from Alain even when he draws back a little to look at his friend's face. "Balcony," he says and nods in its general direction, although it can not be seen from Roland's room. "They prefer their smoke outside, and the air's clearer out there anyway."
He studies Alain's face a moment more and then does pull away, but only to walk to said balcony, and one hand stays on Alain' shoulder. He does not wipe the tear tracks away as he makes his way through the common room, does not even think to, no matter who else may or may not be out there. "I think often on what Cort might think of this place," he says as he walks, after a glance back at Alain. "Strange, having someone to tell that to who'll know what it means."
He squeezes Alain's shoulder, then lets go as he steps onto the small balcony and takes an automatic look around at the view. And it is one hell of a view, with the awe inspiring height and skill of this city all around and rising up toward him. "You'd hold palaver with me Alain, so soon after waking? Or is it soon? Have you had time for a rest?"
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The second hug is just as much a relief as the first, and Roland does not take his hands from Alain even when he draws back a little to look at his friend's face. "Balcony," he says and nods in its general direction, although it can not be seen from Roland's room. "They prefer their smoke outside, and the air's clearer out there anyway."
He studies Alain's face a moment more and then does pull away, but only to walk to said balcony, and one hand stays on Alain' shoulder. He does not wipe the tear tracks away as he makes his way through the common room, does not even think to, no matter who else may or may not be out there. "I think often on what Cort might think of this place," he says as he walks, after a glance back at Alain. "Strange, having someone to tell that to who'll know what it means."
He squeezes Alain's shoulder, then lets go as he steps onto the small balcony and takes an automatic look around at the view. And it is one hell of a view, with the awe inspiring height and skill of this city all around and rising up toward him. "You'd hold palaver with me Alain, so soon after waking? Or is it soon? Have you had time for a rest?"