[He shrugs a little. Boring is getting harder and harder to come by, sure, but he has no complaints, not for himself. Seeing how much just that little flicker of magic weighs on Regis, though, makes him frown a little. He almost offers more assistance than just a brace and counterbalance as Regis gets to his feet but there's a fine line between necessary assistance and babying him. He doesn't want to cross that line.
So he lets Regis lean into him and when the older man shifts ever so slightly to murmur in his ear Nyx lets his arm shift from directly under Regis' hand to sliding around his waist. It leaves them pressed lightly against each other from hip to shoulder and that alone is enough to have Nyx humming a soft contented sigh.
He laughs at the words though, sharp and bright and perhaps more bravado than he wants to admit.]
Blush? C'mon, sir. You know Galahdians are shameless, you'll have to do better than that.
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So he lets Regis lean into him and when the older man shifts ever so slightly to murmur in his ear Nyx lets his arm shift from directly under Regis' hand to sliding around his waist. It leaves them pressed lightly against each other from hip to shoulder and that alone is enough to have Nyx humming a soft contented sigh.
He laughs at the words though, sharp and bright and perhaps more bravado than he wants to admit.]
Blush? C'mon, sir. You know Galahdians are shameless, you'll have to do better than that.
[Ah but there go his cheeks betraying him again.]