Aza, of course, chose that exact moment of bonelessness to boldly barge in.
He did so with his usual boisterousness, the door rattling as he threw it open and the heavy 'clomp' as his boots being roughly kicked off to knock against the shoe rack. He always felt a bit restless when he came here, his shoulders tense and skin itching all the way from the Aetheryte Plaza to Aymeric's apartment, which sat just over the bridge and behind the main market street. Too short a distance to teleport, too far for him to completely fight off the discomfort of being in the open streets of Kugane.
But it was fine. He was in Aymeric's apartment, he told himself, gently balancing his blade next to the front door. He double checked the lock of the door, did a small sweep of his immediate area, and, sensing only his partner's aether in the apartment, finally relaxed. Not as much as he would've done in Ishgard, but it was a work in progress. He'll get there eventually.
"Handsome, I'm home~" he called, ducking out of the tiny entrance way and into the apartment proper. He almost did a double take at seeing Aymeric slouched over his windowsill, bottle in sake in hand and looking like, well, like him after a depression fuelled bender, "Uh, Aym? You okay there, babe?"
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He did so with his usual boisterousness, the door rattling as he threw it open and the heavy 'clomp' as his boots being roughly kicked off to knock against the shoe rack. He always felt a bit restless when he came here, his shoulders tense and skin itching all the way from the Aetheryte Plaza to Aymeric's apartment, which sat just over the bridge and behind the main market street. Too short a distance to teleport, too far for him to completely fight off the discomfort of being in the open streets of Kugane.
But it was fine. He was in Aymeric's apartment, he told himself, gently balancing his blade next to the front door. He double checked the lock of the door, did a small sweep of his immediate area, and, sensing only his partner's aether in the apartment, finally relaxed. Not as much as he would've done in Ishgard, but it was a work in progress. He'll get there eventually.
"Handsome, I'm home~" he called, ducking out of the tiny entrance way and into the apartment proper. He almost did a double take at seeing Aymeric slouched over his windowsill, bottle in sake in hand and looking like, well, like him after a depression fuelled bender, "Uh, Aym? You okay there, babe?"