[It's only when he gets a video in return that he realizes he's transmitting, and almost immediately he jerks his head up, looking in the mirror. He's not wearing a shirt, his hair half loose and half done up in a very lazy braid to keep it out of his way, and behind him clothing for his work can be seen lying out on the bed.
Before he has a chance to stop it, the moment of surprise melts to one of abject relief when he sees the bracelet in Thor's hand, and his own hand comes up to his chest as he exhales.]
Ah, that is it. I'm glad to see it, since I was uncertain where it might have gone...
[ he could feign not paying attention to the casual appearance, but he is even though no comment is made upon it.
seeing as it's only fair to return sight for sight (and it's alright to do that this time, since this is... personal and not on that blasted network), thor's gaze flicks up to the window—perhaps not the best reflection, but he's still completely visible and offers a small smile. ]
My apologies. I should have sought you after it was found; time had slipped away from me. Would you care to retrieve it or I could meet you before you attend your post.
[For once, he's not intending to show off. There's just a sort of open honesty about how he moves, leaning in to look at the bracelet as Thor holds it, one hand still on the vanity, fingers curling around the remaining ones.
The bracelets...his jewelry. It's all things from home, things he received from his family, for his coming-of-age in some cases and in others at various points in his life. It's evidence of growing up, of being presented as the Prince of Troy.]
It's alright, I'm sure you couldn't have known it was important to me. I should like to have it before work, though now I'm reconsidering wearing my jewelry from home out of the house...
[ it's that open honesty that draws thor in. it's a trait he can appreciate and finds it incredibly valuable. after learning to doubt everything (even though he loathes that), seeing something true and honest is like a breath of fresh air.
there is a pang of guilt that twists in his gut—he'd had no idea it was important, even though he probably should have. if he'd lost anything he had from home, he likely would've torn the entire city apart to get it back. ]
Tell me where you would like to meet and I shall bring it with due haste. [ after all, now that he knows it wasn't just some meaningless trinket, the least he can do is bring it to ganymede and not make him come all the way here. ] I do not think such a rash decision should be made. They suit you and you wear them well.
[ because not many dudes can pull off that look, lbr. ]
[He's not often so open, though he's often honest from so many centuries of becoming used to having his mind read. But having realized he was a bracelet short and the panic of trying to find it, followed by the relief of it being with someone who has the good grace to be willing to return it - something he was very afraid of, all things considered, so well-trained to expect people to hurt him purposefully - has him with his guard down a little.
He lifts his hand from his chest and pushes his hair back from his face, his chest still rising and falling slightly heavily.
When the man offers to bring it to him wherever he'd like to meet, Ganymede's eyes meet the mirror, making eye contact through chip and reflective surface, as much as he can. And he smiles, just slightly.]
Mm...perhaps I can come to your apartment again? I should like to thank you properly, though I'm not sure what I can offer in return.
[ well, ganymede can just come to expect that when dealing with thor, he's not set out to harm anyone unless they're deserving of it. thor's got no reason to do anything to him, and truthfully should they become closer, thor would have no qualms at all over making sure anyone who harmed ganyede (or any one of his friends he's made since arriving in the city) would be meeting with the business end of his fist.
that smile is returned—it can't be helped. ]
If that is what you wish, I would not turn you away. [ and then he laughs softly, shaking his head. ] You need not need thank me. I have done what any other would have and only kept it safe.
[It's never something he expects - genuine kindness catches him off guard more than anything else does. He can't comprehend it, he can't understand why someone would be genuinely kind, not after such a long time of having no one to take care of himself but himself.
When Thor explains, he shakes his head.]
It's the unfortunate truth that in my case, in my past, it would've been taken from me, to torment me. I'm much too used to being surrounded by those who are unkind, who enjoy keeping me from that which I need or desperately desire. And so I appreciate this gesture...
[ maybe thor is just more used to kindness (or, at least a facsimile of it) as being a prince of asgard tends to get him whatever he wants, when he wants. kindness is a strange thing if he sits and thinks about it.
which he'd rather not. ]
That is, indeed, unfortunate to hear. Please know it had not been my intention to keep what rightfully belongs to you.
[ thor smiles again ] Whenever you wish to retrieve it, I will make myself available.
[Ganymede, despite being a prince, is the exact opposite. He's come to expect cruelty and teasing, mocking, and to be given what he wants when he wants it, or to have something kindly returned to him, or his feelings considered always catches him off-guard.
The small smile stays in place, and he gives a slight nod.]
I believe you, to be sure, though I'm still caught off-guard.
[He hesitates, just for a moment, and lifts one of his hands, showing Thor a matching bangle on his wrist.]
It's the twin of this one, and both were given to me by my mother from her own collection to be worn for my coming-of-age...
[He swallows thickly - to offer something that personal is one of the few ways he can think of to offer his thanks properly. One of the few things that matters all that much to him. He ducks his head, after a moment.]
[ the sharing of that story, though thor doesn't know or realize how personal it is or how it may be difficult for ganymede to be open about such things, it makes him feel a bit strangely. guilt, mostly (and it shows on his face), for not speaking up about having the bracelet to begin with. thor knows if he had something from his mother here, he wouldn't like not knowing where it was or allowing it to stay with someone he barely knew.
there's little that can be done about it now, of course, but he'll rearrange his plans to make himself available. it's the least he can do. ]
Yes, of course. This afternoon is perfectly acceptable.
[He blinks when he sees the guilt on Thor's face, and swallows thickly, shaking his head.]
Whatever it is you're feeling bad about, I assure you, you needn't.
[It's said very genuinely, and a moment later, his face softens just a litle more, and he tilts his head.]
Though I suspect that expression means that you're worthy of knowing the story behind the bracelet. Most people consider them baubles, but they are beyond value to me. I appreciate you keeping it for me, and am simply happy to know they're with someone kind who would return them and not lost in the street or at the club.
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Before he has a chance to stop it, the moment of surprise melts to one of abject relief when he sees the bracelet in Thor's hand, and his own hand comes up to his chest as he exhales.]
Ah, that is it. I'm glad to see it, since I was uncertain where it might have gone...
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seeing as it's only fair to return sight for sight (and it's alright to do that this time, since this is... personal and not on that blasted network), thor's gaze flicks up to the window—perhaps not the best reflection, but he's still completely visible and offers a small smile. ]
My apologies. I should have sought you after it was found; time had slipped away from me. Would you care to retrieve it or I could meet you before you attend your post.
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The bracelets...his jewelry. It's all things from home, things he received from his family, for his coming-of-age in some cases and in others at various points in his life. It's evidence of growing up, of being presented as the Prince of Troy.]
It's alright, I'm sure you couldn't have known it was important to me. I should like to have it before work, though now I'm reconsidering wearing my jewelry from home out of the house...
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there is a pang of guilt that twists in his gut—he'd had no idea it was important, even though he probably should have. if he'd lost anything he had from home, he likely would've torn the entire city apart to get it back. ]
Tell me where you would like to meet and I shall bring it with due haste. [ after all, now that he knows it wasn't just some meaningless trinket, the least he can do is bring it to ganymede and not make him come all the way here. ] I do not think such a rash decision should be made. They suit you and you wear them well.
[ because not many dudes can pull off that look, lbr. ]
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He lifts his hand from his chest and pushes his hair back from his face, his chest still rising and falling slightly heavily.
When the man offers to bring it to him wherever he'd like to meet, Ganymede's eyes meet the mirror, making eye contact through chip and reflective surface, as much as he can. And he smiles, just slightly.]
Mm...perhaps I can come to your apartment again? I should like to thank you properly, though I'm not sure what I can offer in return.
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that smile is returned—it can't be helped. ]
If that is what you wish, I would not turn you away. [ and then he laughs softly, shaking his head. ] You need not need thank me. I have done what any other would have and only kept it safe.
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When Thor explains, he shakes his head.]
It's the unfortunate truth that in my case, in my past, it would've been taken from me, to torment me. I'm much too used to being surrounded by those who are unkind, who enjoy keeping me from that which I need or desperately desire. And so I appreciate this gesture...
[He offers another small smile.]
It's kind, and kindness is rare.
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which he'd rather not. ]
That is, indeed, unfortunate to hear. Please know it had not been my intention to keep what rightfully belongs to you.
[ thor smiles again ] Whenever you wish to retrieve it, I will make myself available.
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The small smile stays in place, and he gives a slight nod.]
I believe you, to be sure, though I'm still caught off-guard.
[He hesitates, just for a moment, and lifts one of his hands, showing Thor a matching bangle on his wrist.]
It's the twin of this one, and both were given to me by my mother from her own collection to be worn for my coming-of-age...
[He swallows thickly - to offer something that personal is one of the few ways he can think of to offer his thanks properly. One of the few things that matters all that much to him. He ducks his head, after a moment.]
If you're available this afternoon?
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there's little that can be done about it now, of course, but he'll rearrange his plans to make himself available. it's the least he can do. ]
Yes, of course. This afternoon is perfectly acceptable.
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Whatever it is you're feeling bad about, I assure you, you needn't.
[It's said very genuinely, and a moment later, his face softens just a litle more, and he tilts his head.]
Though I suspect that expression means that you're worthy of knowing the story behind the bracelet. Most people consider them baubles, but they are beyond value to me. I appreciate you keeping it for me, and am simply happy to know they're with someone kind who would return them and not lost in the street or at the club.
I'll be over shortly.