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Standing in the gentle shade of a lightly swaying tree, Meteor closes his eyes, content to bask in that wind which brings the scent of summer. Just barely out of reach, on a patch of short grasses, G'raha is splayed out, enjoying the full heat of the sun. As if in invitation, his tail flicks at Meteor's shoes.
"I don't like being cooked when I ought be relaxing." Meteor drops into a cross-legged sit, still hiding in the shadows.
"For shame. We've been gifted a beautiful day and you'd squander the spoils for the dreary pockets of stygian cover." Devoid of malice, G'raha chuckles airily. His fidgeting is audible, grass crinkling as he runs his hands through the dirt.
Meteor flicks open his eyes just as G'raha sits upright to stretch while he yawns. "Too beautiful a day to ignore, not beautiful enough to stay awake?"
G'raha just groans and falls back into the grass. "It's a wonder nobody knows how much of a jokester you are. A wordsmith worthy of being sung of by wandering minstrels purely by merit of intellect."
Smiling with naught more than warm air on his skin, Meteor lightly nudges at G'raha's shoes with his own. "They know plenty well, but 'Saviour of the Universe' has a better ring to it than 'Amusing Guy'".
"I suppose." G'raha pauses to breathe in the smell of grass. "You're far more approachable than I would have previously speculated. Even after everything, you're still…"
"Weird?" Shuffling closer and into the sunlight, Meteor leans over G'raha. "Just some guy?"
He's silent for a moment, but G'raha finally murmurs, "I was intending to say 'grounded', or 'yourself', but you do qualify for the lofty title of Weirdest Person In Eorzea."
"Is there a reward for my achievement?"
The laugh that shakes G'raha's body is quieter than the breeze. "What do you desire for it?"
"Dunno, maybe a bowl of high-quality soup." Meteor shakes his head as a stronger wind blows through.
"Indeed, sometimes simplicity is good." The far-away look on G'raha's face is obscured by the bright light shining his way, but Meteor still feels compelled to look away.