[ the blue flare of the pyre makes him a little uneasy, for assorted reasons that aren't known but are regardless obvious as he glances at it briefly as he approaches. best to not focus too long on it - better, really, to focus on someone that's hurting. alfyn's good with that.
but he comes to sit down on the bench, leaving some personal space between them in caelus desires or needs it. and then he just sits there, propping his axe against his outer thigh on the other side of caelus. ]
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but he comes to sit down on the bench, leaving some personal space between them in caelus desires or needs it. and then he just sits there, propping his axe against his outer thigh on the other side of caelus. ]