[ Life is pain, and it has its pleasures. Zephir wants his creations to experience both, to celebrate them equally. ]
Wait here.
[ Zephir walks off, opens a window and extends a hand, as if reaching out for a bird. A butterfly lands on his finger instead, white, black, yellow — the common Jezebel, Harry's beloved delias eucharis. Zephir kisses its wings and takes it back to Harry; it flies, resting on its new friend's shoulder. ]
I didn't make this one, I simply called it. [ That should save it from dying within the hour. ] And I've extended its lifespan, so it should keep you company for a while.
[Looking happier than he has in weeks, Harry nods and finds himself someplace to sit and simply exist, watching for a good hour before he finally has to excuse himself to tend to his responsibilities.
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A friend? I would be honoured.
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[ Life is pain, and it has its pleasures. Zephir wants his creations to experience both, to celebrate them equally. ]
Wait here.
[ Zephir walks off, opens a window and extends a hand, as if reaching out for a bird. A butterfly lands on his finger instead, white, black, yellow — the common Jezebel, Harry's beloved delias eucharis. Zephir kisses its wings and takes it back to Harry; it flies, resting on its new friend's shoulder. ]
I didn't make this one, I simply called it. [ That should save it from dying within the hour. ] And I've extended its lifespan, so it should keep you company for a while.
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Oh. Oh, Al-- Zephir. Sorry. I.
[He looks at the insect, then back to Zephir.]
Thank you.
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You're welcome. I know you'll take good care of your friend. Come find me if you run into trouble.
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[His smile warms into something deeply affectionate before he carefully tip-toes up to kiss Zephir's cheek. (Well. Almost.)]
Thank you.
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Stay as long as you like. You can watch me work on my garden.
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But when he leaves, his heart is lighter.]