[Remembering when he was the one sprouting out of the ground not too long ago.
More shard-bearers are blooming, so he is wandering carefully through the soil with clinical curiosity; he does remember what it was like having come to in a grave. Very fitting for him.
A pair of leather-covered arms sink down into the dirt and the fingers get a good hold of her arms and shoulders. For a pale, gothic-looking young man, he's pretty fucking strong? (Just vampire things.) After a few tugs, he ends up pulling her completely out of the ground with his own strength like she's a winter vegetable.
He doesn't say anything as he gives her time to get her feet and bearings so he can let go.]
bearing fruit
More shard-bearers are blooming, so he is wandering carefully through the soil with clinical curiosity; he does remember what it was like having come to in a grave. Very fitting for him.
A pair of leather-covered arms sink down into the dirt and the fingers get a good hold of her arms and shoulders. For a pale, gothic-looking young man, he's pretty fucking strong? (Just vampire things.) After a few tugs, he ends up pulling her completely out of the ground with his own strength like she's a winter vegetable.
He doesn't say anything as he gives her time to get her feet and bearings so he can let go.]