Though glad to have not had to say an intimate greeting to the warm white and green tiles that make up the floor Seishu can not help but be a little angry at himself for not being able to even manage t take two steps without slipping up. As Enasi help him on to a towel, the rough surface making it far less likely for him to suddenly make another near tumble to the ground, the Nightmare Guardian take the opportunity to calm his nerves. He needs to keep his calm, and no stupid wet floor is going to force him to loos his temper even in the slightest. 'I just tripped, I can't help it. I'm weak from the bout, and my wounds are throbbing. Relax. . .'
His breath hisses out from between his teeth and his body visibly relaxes. He can almost physically feel Enasi aching to help him more. The feeling makes him smile and when the male gives in and begins helping him, seemingly whether he wants the help or not, he does not struggle and lets Enasi have his way. 'After all, he let me undress him, the least I can do is show him the curtsey of returning the favor in reverse' He keeps his cool as Enasi goes about the task with all the care of a gardener with a delicate orchid, and even smiles a few times as Enasi is forced to kneel down. He only lets his mind wander so for however and once he is fully clothed he intends to thank the red head properly, however he ducks out of the room too quickly.
With a faint sigh he follows close behind his counterpart, keeping his eyes low. He can not help the shame he feels before them, it being in his nature to feel this way. His stomach clenches and his breathing becomes slow and shallow as he moves further into the room. Even Rasha's obviously lewd joke does little to alleviate his tenseness. Before he forgets Seishu shuffles over to Enasi and gives him a feather light kiss. His hand comes up to brush through those damp burgundy locks as he murmurs, “Thanks for the help.” Behind him Rasha squirms about happily before tugging on the little ones to get their attention. Motioning for them to help him pull the covers down he moves up to the head of the bed. They comply, scooting up with him to turn the bed down.
However Seishu is not ready to rest. The siblings look a little on edge as he moves to the end of the bed, taking a few unsteady steps away from it before coming to a halt. Cho has already removed the covers from the plates and turns with them in hand just in time to see Seishu go gracefully to his knees. The minions and dream look on in stunned silence as the guardian bows his head silently. No one says a word, unsure of what is happening. It is Harper who first comes to understand the action. He pushes off the wall and hesitantly, in case he is wrong, moves to stand before Seishu. Slowly he reaches out and lays his paw gently on that snot white head and at the sound of the long exhale the rabbit man knows that he was right.
He keeps his voice low, but in the silent room all ears can hear him clearly. “He seeks reconciliation in our eyes. I recognize this as an old custom on earth, perhaps even one started by those in the Nightmare Realm, I know not.” He bows his own head as he speaks, his reverence for the custom blatantly evident in his stance and tone. “He is not asking forgiveness, he is offering up his shame and asking that his honor be restored. Anyone who wishes to do so, simply repeat my action.” Harper's head comes back up but he does not look to anyone, instead walking back to his place on the wall.
His breath hisses out from between his teeth and his body visibly relaxes. He can almost physically feel Enasi aching to help him more. The feeling makes him smile and when the male gives in and begins helping him, seemingly whether he wants the help or not, he does not struggle and lets Enasi have his way. 'After all, he let me undress him, the least I can do is show him the curtsey of returning the favor in reverse' He keeps his cool as Enasi goes about the task with all the care of a gardener with a delicate orchid, and even smiles a few times as Enasi is forced to kneel down. He only lets his mind wander so for however and once he is fully clothed he intends to thank the red head properly, however he ducks out of the room too quickly.
With a faint sigh he follows close behind his counterpart, keeping his eyes low. He can not help the shame he feels before them, it being in his nature to feel this way. His stomach clenches and his breathing becomes slow and shallow as he moves further into the room. Even Rasha's obviously lewd joke does little to alleviate his tenseness. Before he forgets Seishu shuffles over to Enasi and gives him a feather light kiss. His hand comes up to brush through those damp burgundy locks as he murmurs, “Thanks for the help.” Behind him Rasha squirms about happily before tugging on the little ones to get their attention. Motioning for them to help him pull the covers down he moves up to the head of the bed. They comply, scooting up with him to turn the bed down.
However Seishu is not ready to rest. The siblings look a little on edge as he moves to the end of the bed, taking a few unsteady steps away from it before coming to a halt. Cho has already removed the covers from the plates and turns with them in hand just in time to see Seishu go gracefully to his knees. The minions and dream look on in stunned silence as the guardian bows his head silently. No one says a word, unsure of what is happening. It is Harper who first comes to understand the action. He pushes off the wall and hesitantly, in case he is wrong, moves to stand before Seishu. Slowly he reaches out and lays his paw gently on that snot white head and at the sound of the long exhale the rabbit man knows that he was right.
He keeps his voice low, but in the silent room all ears can hear him clearly. “He seeks reconciliation in our eyes. I recognize this as an old custom on earth, perhaps even one started by those in the Nightmare Realm, I know not.” He bows his own head as he speaks, his reverence for the custom blatantly evident in his stance and tone. “He is not asking forgiveness, he is offering up his shame and asking that his honor be restored. Anyone who wishes to do so, simply repeat my action.” Harper's head comes back up but he does not look to anyone, instead walking back to his place on the wall.