[ Eiden plops down next to Edmond, far less graceful than the other. He seems to have no interest in releasing the other's hand. There's something comforting about a familiar hand in his. How nice of Edmond to allow it.

But he's been through this before - the shifting to a new world. Of course he seems comfortable.

There's a soft blush on his cheeks, not so much from embarrassment, but the happiness of having what he has now. ]

Well...It isn't like this is the first time it happened to me. I've gotten used to things changing. And people are nice here. You just have to make sure occasionally touch someone or you'll turn to stone.

[ That part's not hard, though. ]

And even I have magic here.