[ Well, he hadn't expected Rau to give him a straight answer to begin with. Even death can't have made it that simple - or rather, death may have complicated the matter even further. They'd spend their lives navigating the complicated constraints of the mortal realm, of politics and people. Now, they are unbound and remain as nothing but their own pure essences. Where does one go from there? Durandal doesn't even know what exactly he's offering, he just knows that he's not going to pass up the chance for it.
Instead of sitting back down across from Rau and assuming their regular positions again, Durandal crosses over to Rau's side and sits next to him. They're not touching, no. He makes sure to leave ample space between them. It's not like he wants to drive Rau into a corner, either physically or mentally.
He's just demonstrating a possibility, one movement at a time. ]
Oh, have you?
[ In turn, he'll allow the conversation to progress on Rau's terms. ]
no subject
Instead of sitting back down across from Rau and assuming their regular positions again, Durandal crosses over to Rau's side and sits next to him. They're not touching, no. He makes sure to leave ample space between them. It's not like he wants to drive Rau into a corner, either physically or mentally.
He's just demonstrating a possibility, one movement at a time. ]
Oh, have you?
[ In turn, he'll allow the conversation to progress on Rau's terms. ]
That's an unusually positive admission.