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Tristan (bloodandtristan) wrote in sons_of_cain,

It was possible that Tristan was handling this the best of any of them. It had been almost five hundred years since his last relationship, after all, and as such, he was used to taking care of himself, used to ignoring any emotional or physical needs he did have. So he was less antsy, though he was getting more and more obsessed with getting this library set up. That was undoubtedly distracting him.

When Felix left, Tristan literally didn't even notice. He was at a critical stage in the fixing of the machine, and he probably wouldn't have noticed anything that was said to him by anyone. When he next looked up, Felix was there, smelling like outside, and he blinked at him. "... Were you out?" he asked, honestly confused.

He took the lycan's comment seriously, though, and shook his head. "No, vampires can't get hernias," he replied, and then rose to his feet, wiping his inky hands on a rag he kept nearby for just such a purpose. "Actually, I need to speak with you. Lily suggested that the ruins of Reno would be a good place to go to collect more books, and I think she is correct. She also suggested that I bring you along, and I would like to, if you wish."

Then, the knock came at the door, and Tristan, covered in ink and disheveled as always, went over to open it. When he saw who it was, he smiled, actually smiled. "You don't have to knock, beloved," he informed him, and then tugged him into his suite. Malakai looked as beautiful as ever, and as he looked at his adopted brother, and then over at Felix, he realized this was the first time they had all been together since that incredible night they'd spent together.

"This is nice," he decided, with a smile for both of his lovers.