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[leewards]

[Hello! This is Eorzea... Or Etheirys, if Ithaqua and Urianger are currently not in Eorzea specifically. Maybe you have come to visit, though Ithaqua is the one you have to deal with for now-- or maybe he's the one you were here for in the first place.

Or perhaps you decided to reach him through the journal instead, in which case, he'll have to get back to you when he's not busy.

But if this is not Eorzea... idk let's write another scenario. i'm not the boss of you]

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[leewards]

Ah? And spoil the surprise? [Actually, he has so few ideas right now... And none of them are even proper ones worth mentioning. Hence why he's stalling like this, and by sipping at his mead.

Well, there is one...]

Mm, very well. What do you say about some privacy when we finally marry? [He casts his gaze around the room, to make a point.] This is your base of operations and you all live here for convenience's sake, I understand that much... but it leaves so little for something more personal.

[There's no place to truly call one's own territory in here. Not to mention, if they have a little fun, everyone would know thanks to Ithaqua's volume.]

[divineth]

[Urianger wouldn't have pressed too hard if Ithaqua really wanted to keep his plans to himself, since he was only being playful. But Ithaqua does indulge him, and what a surprise it is.]

Thou wouldst have us claim an abode of our own... It hath been quite some time since I had something like that.

[He takes a moment to describe his temporary home in the fey wilds of Il Mheg: a quaint little cottage chock full of books and other research materials... Wait a second. That sounds very similar to his room back at the wizard manor.]

The transient nature of a Scion of the Seventh Dawn leaveth little need for a permanent living space. However... [His gentle gaze falls on Ithaqua once more.] The Scions have since disbanded, and I shall soon have a beautiful husband to share my future with. I see no reason not to consider settling down.

[leewards]

["Beautiful husband"-- shameless sod, did Urianger have to use those words exactly!! Ithaqua squints at him, trying to regain his composure, but the tips of his ears turn red anyway.]

Worry not, we'll be able to turn the house into your personal book nook, just the way you like it. [Because clearly, Urianger has his preferences... Which don't clash with Ithaqua's honestly. He doesn't have many desires when it comes to carving out his own space, as long as it's comfortable.

Maybe a few plush furnuture...?]

[divineth]

[✨teehee✨

It was not Urianger's intent to embarrass Ithaqua or anything, but he's not going to say he's ashamed by the blush he's caused.]

We seem to share a similar taste in furnishings, so I would not concern myself over it. However, the most important aspect would be that it is ours.

[leewards]

Mm, that is indeed my point. While just having a temporary room is acceptable, it will never be enough. [Not for Ithaqua, who has always lived in a house, away from people, had his privacy, freedom, happiness in a place only for him and his mother.

People like him can only find true comfort in a house that is a home.

He reaches out to clasp Urianger's hand again.]

Come make a home with me, Urianger.