Mm, we should head back soon. The weather is mild, but the winds from Mahag Saar tends to pick up later in the evening.

[an excuse, perhaps, to get back to the city soon, now that he has something to look forward to. however, it is still early enough in the night that they both have their respective responsibilities to tie up for the day, and being up here definitely had pushed them back a little. oh well, in his eyes, this was worth it. and, at least, he knows not to worry too much over the Landau siblings. if Gepard isn't so concerned for Serval, then he shouldn't be, either. and he knows that the elder sister can handle herself.

now that he's thinking about her departure, Dohalim is sure that's what it is. perhaps he's just seeking the company of a friend. it's the reason why he'd invited Gepard up here after all, right? that has to be it. he knows he can be a bit emotional, and perhaps he's mistaking his feelings of separation as something more. and friends invite each other over for drinks. that has to be what it is.

...right?

it's what he's going to keep telling himself, ignoring all of the other lingering stares and need for the other man's warm touches and presence. a shiver pulls Dohalim out of his thoughts, a breeze passes by them]

Perhaps now would be a good time...