[It's taken Lup a lifetime to learn how to talk like this, to dig a little deeper into those softer emotions than she'd ever really like to. Even before, back when it was just her and Taako, it was always easier for the pair to seek out physical comfort while they made bad jokes or trash talked the rest of the world, hearts pressed up together but gazes cast downwards. And that had always worked just fine for them, to ignore their problems and just push forward, hands clasped.
And if Lup hadn't met Barry, she might have been content to keep doing just that. But Barry was sensitive and emotional and actually liked to talk. All things Lup had to learn to become more comfortable with once they got together. He may respect her stubborn streak in not wanting to talk about certain things, but it's gotten considerably easier for her over the years to open up. Especially now, after a dozen years apart, after a decade of having no one to speak to. Lup still feels starved for conversation.
So really, that's all the elven woman needs to hear from her brother for things to click right into place. She'd been there, what feels a lifetime before, but her slow, half-century long progression had inched along while Taako's seems to have just slammed into him out of nowhere. But she gets it.
Lup doesn't let go of him, but her eyes do trail over to following his gaze, where it falls upon his long braid, before she's meeting his eyes again.]
Fuck, hun. You're there, aren't you?
[Even if Taako hasn't told her, Lup knows how bad Kravitz has it for her brother. He's just like Barry, can't keep from looking their way without hearts in their eyes. Kravitz loves him. That's as obvious as anything.
But for all of her teasing and how much she knew Taako was into the man back, she's a little surprised he's hit the big L back so fast. Something flutters anxiously in her belly while she waits for his response.]
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And if Lup hadn't met Barry, she might have been content to keep doing just that. But Barry was sensitive and emotional and actually liked to talk. All things Lup had to learn to become more comfortable with once they got together. He may respect her stubborn streak in not wanting to talk about certain things, but it's gotten considerably easier for her over the years to open up. Especially now, after a dozen years apart, after a decade of having no one to speak to. Lup still feels starved for conversation.
So really, that's all the elven woman needs to hear from her brother for things to click right into place. She'd been there, what feels a lifetime before, but her slow, half-century long progression had inched along while Taako's seems to have just slammed into him out of nowhere. But she gets it.
Lup doesn't let go of him, but her eyes do trail over to following his gaze, where it falls upon his long braid, before she's meeting his eyes again.]
Fuck, hun. You're there, aren't you?
[Even if Taako hasn't told her, Lup knows how bad Kravitz has it for her brother. He's just like Barry, can't keep from looking their way without hearts in their eyes. Kravitz loves him. That's as obvious as anything.
But for all of her teasing and how much she knew Taako was into the man back, she's a little surprised he's hit the big L back so fast. Something flutters anxiously in her belly while she waits for his response.]