[ The sheer new-ness, culture shock of everything hasn't quite settled yet with him, and so he's not sure what he was expecting when he had imagined Olivia. When she appears in the tent, she is both not at all how he had thought and then again exactly as he had pictured, since now he can't even recall what amorphous form she took in his mind. ]
Olivia!
[ The sides of his eyes crinkle with happiness as he smiles widely, making his way over from where he's situated by the fire as he is ill-dressed for this mission. He has hung up the armor but it is warm in this tent, he was fixing for the three of them something to eat but it isn't ready. ]
Beloved of Achilles, he who talks of you endlessly. I see now plainly that the compliments to your visage were not made in exaggeration!
[ He draws nearer, and if she does not pull away, he will softly and assuringly caress her cheek as a welcoming gesture. It is not his house for him to welcome her into, but he feels that since there is no one else, this is his duty. ]
Come now, let me fetch us wine that we may discuss important matters in comfort, like a recounting of how you came to meet.
[ Turning away only to do just that, he quickly sets about his work and though the tent is small, he makes a small attempt to create couches for them to repose upon. The actual important matters can come later, he thinks, like a discussion of their marriage. They can sacrifice to the gods that exist here. Plenty of the crew can bear witness, and Patroclus himself would make case to the gods when they return home. ]
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Olivia!
[ The sides of his eyes crinkle with happiness as he smiles widely, making his way over from where he's situated by the fire as he is ill-dressed for this mission. He has hung up the armor but it is warm in this tent, he was fixing for the three of them something to eat but it isn't ready. ]
Beloved of Achilles, he who talks of you endlessly. I see now plainly that the compliments to your visage were not made in exaggeration!
[ He draws nearer, and if she does not pull away, he will softly and assuringly caress her cheek as a welcoming gesture. It is not his house for him to welcome her into, but he feels that since there is no one else, this is his duty. ]
Come now, let me fetch us wine that we may discuss important matters in comfort, like a recounting of how you came to meet.
[ Turning away only to do just that, he quickly sets about his work and though the tent is small, he makes a small attempt to create couches for them to repose upon. The actual important matters can come later, he thinks, like a discussion of their marriage. They can sacrifice to the gods that exist here. Plenty of the crew can bear witness, and Patroclus himself would make case to the gods when they return home. ]