happy saturday! this is for mary @spacegirlsgang as always because i was thinking about Them again
The thing is, Nicolò stops thinking about it.
He doesn't mean to say it at first – Andromache doesn't believe him, the first time she overhears and he has to explain just to escape the inevitable teasing – but it slips out anyway, on a quiet evening when they're both on watch, Andromache already long asleep, which is a rare occasion indeed. He tells Yusuf to get some rest, more for show than anything else, because Yusuf shakes his head as he has done for the past few nights. "In case you fall asleep," is his normal excuse, and he's always smiling as he says it. It's not a risk in the slightest, but Yusuf doesn't seem to care, and Nicolò will not refuse the company.
(He's not as comfortable alone anymore than he used to be. He hasn't had time to really think about that yet.)
So it is evening, and Nicolò is poking at the fire in an attempt to revive it somewhat while Yusuf is mid-tale, voice hushed to avoid waking Andromache but waving his hands animatedly as he talks. It might have infuriated Nicolò when they first met, how Yusuf never quite seemed to be still, but it's rapidly become one of the things he likes most about him.
(That's another thing he hasn't had time to think properly about since Helm's Deep, but has been haunting him anyway: Yusuf's eyes, exhausted but still gentle, as he offered to help with Nicolò's braid; the way he'd smiled brighter than the sunrise when the elves had arrived from the east, Quynh among them; the way he'd persuaded Nicolò to join in the celebrations afterward. And then, the thing that plagues him the most: the way he sang, both soft and solemn for those they'd lost and joyful and loud later on, everyone's eyes on him, the most beautiful thing in the room.)
It's because of all this that when Yusuf asks him about the flow of a line in the song he's taken it upon himself to compose in commemoration of the battle, he answers: "I could not say, elenya. I have never been particularly musical."
He realises what he's said only after he says it. Yusuf almost certainly notices, but he doesn't say anything about it, sparing Nicolò's heart for now. Instead, he leans back on his elbows, and the movement draws attention to the way his curls fall across his face, the way the firelight turns him to gold. "I don't know about that," Yusuf says. "You grew up in Rivendell, you must have learned a thing or two."
"If that were true," Nicolò says, "perhaps Andromache would have learned to carry a tune. Alas."
Yusuf laughs, golden, and Nicolò is – Nicolò is hopeless. "You're lucky she's asleep."
The topic of conversation turns after that, and it is, largely, forgotten.
The worst of it is that it doesn't end there. It's just so easy to slip it into conversation, warm and familiar like they've known each other for years, elenya, star. It suits him, Nicolò thinks, even if he is perhaps a bit biased: a bright point of light amid so much darkness.
He never admits this to Andromache, even when she overhears and gives him a sidelong look but blessedly doesn't say anything in front of Yusuf. She would say he's being insufferably poetic; Nicolò would argue the time with Yusuf is a bad influence.
So it becomes a reflex, and he doesn't think about it. Until after everything, after they are all reunited and safe (and they survive, all of them, even Nile and Lykon, carried back down into the city by the Eagles, still enough that Nicolò had thought they were dead at first until Nile had coughed and he'd been light with relief), and he and Yusuf finally have the time to figure out this thing between them.
It is – Nicolò does not have the words to describe it. He only knows he has never felt this much before.
They're in the courtyard when it comes up. It's late, and the night is clear, clear enough that there are more stars than Nicolò could ever hope to count. Yusuf is lying beside him, his head resting lightly on Nicolò's shoulder, quiet enough that he could be asleep, but Nicolò knows he isn't.
(He'd thought Yusuf was never still before, but just didn't see it: now Yusuf is comfortable enough with him to let himself rest properly, and Nicolò still marvels at that a little.)
Just when Nicolò is starting to think Yusuf may have actually fallen asleep, he speaks. "Thatr. That's one you don't know."
Nicolò repeats it to himself, then asks, "What does it mean?" They've been teaching each other bits and pieces of their respective languages for a while now, first as a way to pass time on the road, but now it's a habit.
"Star," Yusuf says, then tilts his head to look at Nicolò expectantly. The stars are reflected in his eyes.
"Elen," Nicolò responds. He doesn't think it through until Yusuf props himself up on one elbow, his brow furrowing in thought.
"Elen," he echoes, and only then does Nicolò realise, but he cannot take it back now. "But that sounds like – what's the word–"
"Elenya," Nicolò says, and there is really no reason for him to steer clear of telling Yusuf what it really means, now that Yusuf knows exactly how Nicolò feels, but. Well.
"Nicolò," Yusuf says. Nicolò doesn't look at him, but Yusuf's voice is soft when he asks, "What does it mean?"
"Translated literally," Nicolò says, "it can mean star, or my star for some, I think, but it is not – there is more to it than that, I cannot–"
When Nicolò finally looks at him there is something like wonder in his eyes. "All this time?" Yusuf asks.
"All this time," Nicolò replies. "What did you think it meant?"
"I don't know, something like – idiot, or–" Yusuf makes an exasperated sound, and Nicolò can't help smiling, which only makes Yusuf roll his eyes. "Don't look at me like that, it's not that far-fetched. I still thought you didn't like me. Why?"
"It made sense," Nicolò says simply. "Even when things were impossibly dark, you were there."
Yusuf just looks at him for a long moment, silent, eyes shining. "Nicolò," he says again, and then kisses him, and then neither of them speak for some time after that.
When they do part, finally, Yusuf lies back down and curls close to Nicolò's side. "And you call me the poetic one. Honestly."
"It's true," Nicolò insists, because he can't hold a candle to Yusuf's way with words. Yusuf just shakes his head, and for a while they're still.
"You know," Yusuf says, "when Andromache and Quynh find this out, they'll never let you hear the end of it, amrâlimê."
He'll ask Yusuf what that means tomorrow. "I know." They've been teasing him about it since the first time Andromache overheard him, and then since she told Quynh. But he loves them anyway, so it's all just as well.
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In the spirit of the potion hop event: What kind of potions would Neuvilette and Zhongli like? What about Eclair? How would a scene with her going to the potion shop and talking with Traveler look like?
So I hadn't started playing the event when I first got this question but now that I'm almost done with it, I feel like I can give a more accurate answer -
As far as Zhongli is concerned, there's no actual need for him to get any of the Traveler's potions. He's lived long enough and has experienced enough to the point of being comfortable in both halves of his world: the adepti still address him as a friend and humans recognize him as a trusted consultant and confidant. If he were to request a potion, it would likely be something rather spontaneous.
There's a best selling Constitution potion with relaxing effects? Sure, he'll try it. A Charisma potion that smells like qixing atop the mountains? A nostalgic scent that he'll keep for himself. Surprise him; he's always extremely fond of the unexpected.
Neuvillette on the other hand...as the current assumed leader of Fontaine, he's had to step into a role that he isn't entirely acclimated to. As the Chief Justice - and solely as the Chief Justice - his roles were limited to that of the courts and the Palais. He was visible enough to be known, but he was the Hydro Archon's right hand. He moved when she did. When she spoke, the nation listened - himself included. Lady Furina was the leader; he's been thrust into the role without much (if any) time to adjust to it. The stress that has come with this has been...unforgiving. But it's also brought his severe lack of interpersonal social skills back into his mind.
While he's not one to be nervous exactly, Neuvillette is aware of how stilted he can be and how his general demeanor can be off-putting to others. If he had the opportunity, he might be inclined to request a potion that increases Charisma while also keeping the consumer relaxed. Not so much because he wants to be more likable (or more approachable), but so he can handle his increased workload and his abilities as a leader are not compromised by his increased exhaustion. It's much easier to stay focused and amicable when stress doesn't cloud your mind.
As for Eclair, hmm...I think she would have been pulled in to do a little "investigating" after the Traveler's potions reached Fontaine's borders. She'll do a little snooping around, probably get Paimon a little worried they did something wrong, and reassure the pair that she's there in an unofficial capacity. She's not on any cases at the moment, but heard about the Traveler taking on new endeavors in the realm of alchemy and potion making. And she was curious! For such high praises to be sung about how the Traveler's potions have increased productivity in the Bureau, Eclair wants to see first hand how effective they can be. As well as seeing if there are any potential drawbacks from them.
Eclair is, of course, always open to having risks taken and trying something new. If she were to make a request, it would likely be for something that could help keep an investigator focused and alert while also keeping their wits about them. While some independent investigators handle smaller, more social cases, Eclair and the rest of the Investigations Bureau handle more...challenging cases. Cases that can (and do) disturb most civilians. If she could get something that could help keep the mind clear yet focused so an investigator doesn't misstep in a crucial time, that would be ideal.
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