"This..." He will just go into his caravan and curl up into a ball. mind a visitor ? he's not yet finished with the pipes but he's done half the job . He couldn't risk being in his wolf form, but he truly wanted to be. He heard a small noise; the wolf sensed the presence of Janus's dad, Gio. Everything bubbled up, everything he had pushed into a box and buried far away from him. He wiped away his tears and sniffed, "Come in." He'll be fixing his sleeves as he steps in, shutting the door quietly . “ the pipes, I'll continue them later if that's alright , — ” he fell silent with his words . is the other priest alright . . . ? he'll stare . The water pipes, from the moment he saw baby Janus, rendered everything else unimportant. His wolf-like eyes were glowing bright blue with a hint of yellow in them. "The pipes... You really took care of them, even in your state." Peter paused for a moment in silence, rubbing his eyes and s...
He'll be leaving a very proper bouquet for Peter's mail . A hand- written letter saying it came from the Sistine as a token " for taking care of the camerlengo " . could be an alibi but at the same time the cursive says enough about who it came from and what for . Happy valentines , Peter . Answer as Peter back to Gio [A neatly folded note, slipped into a return envelope, carrying the faintest trace of ink smudged by fingers that hesitated just a moment too long.] Gio, How very… thoughtful of you. A token from the Sistine, no less—do I detect a touch of irony, or just the usual flair for the dramatic? Either way, I’ll be sure to admire the craftsmanship before ensuring it finds a respectable home. The letter, however—now, that’s something else. A signature would’ve been redundant, wouldn’t it? The cursive alone might as well whisper your name. You do realize subtlety is an art, not just an excuse to let someone else say it out loud. Happy Valentine’s, Gio. I assume I ...
oes he also fancy wine ... ? Oh he does. If he gets the wine kisses then? . . . ( negotiable ) . yes— "Can i get one now...?" a stare with widened eyes will meet the other . Of course he was fooling around but - the question caught him off guard . oh, w- well . . . he'll nervously chuckle . "You look like if I wanna eat you.. Just a small little kiss." He said, oh the wolf in him was longing and he stepped a little closer. That was rather unexpected-- ? Gio was staring , unsure of what to do. Well, when was the last time they had a proper interaction without the worry of everything they're involved with ? who would've thought the cardinal can be bashful? He chuckled again . nervously . “ i- . . . ahm . ” He felt how nervous he was and so he got an idea. "It's your birthday that's my gift for you. So, close your eyes.. And trust me. Do you?" He gently touched his suit jacket looking into his eyes. . . . I never told you that. ” who told...