He doesn't get hugged particularly often (the FFXIV team doesn't have the budget for it), so he's a little surprised when it just sort of... happens. He doesn't seem offended exactly. He doesn't really know what to do with it, but it was both so unexpected but so committed that he can't help but accept it.
He's gotten a bit more used to touching after being in prison with Himeka so long, but even was cautious with how far she pushed it. Yet... he finds himself not minding, even if he doesn't really know what to do. His wings shift forward, encircling them both, which seems to be his reciprocation more than anything he does with his hands - though he does briefly rest his hands on Jaskier's hips.
As Jaskier takes a step back, Estinien still looks a bit confused. It only takes a moment for that to clear over in favour of scoffing in a half-hearted manner.]
I wasn't exactly messing about with her.
[Whatever wounds Estinien has in the real world, he doesn't seem to be wearing them here. He, by necessity, learned how to patch himself up in this place - and he isn't inclined to show off his present vulnerability to anyone in the Horizon who comes peaking.]
She was the first I found on my patrol around the Singularity. Anyone else would have had as much trouble with her, if not more. Well aware was I of her potential power, but I had given my word to interfere with Thorne's agents.
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He doesn't get hugged particularly often (the FFXIV team doesn't have the budget for it), so he's a little surprised when it just sort of... happens. He doesn't seem offended exactly. He doesn't really know what to do with it, but it was both so unexpected but so committed that he can't help but accept it.
He's gotten a bit more used to touching after being in prison with Himeka so long, but even was cautious with how far she pushed it. Yet... he finds himself not minding, even if he doesn't really know what to do. His wings shift forward, encircling them both, which seems to be his reciprocation more than anything he does with his hands - though he does briefly rest his hands on Jaskier's hips.
As Jaskier takes a step back, Estinien still looks a bit confused. It only takes a moment for that to clear over in favour of scoffing in a half-hearted manner.]
I wasn't exactly messing about with her.
[Whatever wounds Estinien has in the real world, he doesn't seem to be wearing them here. He, by necessity, learned how to patch himself up in this place - and he isn't inclined to show off his present vulnerability to anyone in the Horizon who comes peaking.]
She was the first I found on my patrol around the Singularity. Anyone else would have had as much trouble with her, if not more. Well aware was I of her potential power, but I had given my word to interfere with Thorne's agents.