Haha, maybe... but I mean the things you prefer to wear. I guess that does count. My style is big fluffy coats and no sleeves, but I like flowing clothes like this too. [He tugs on Ras' collar.] And my favourite colour is green, and I like flowers and butterflies and birds, and gold accents. Lately, I've been exploring my style a lot. You could do the same~. I don't mind dressing you up.
I cannot say I have a favorite. Though, I did experience the smell of rain for the first time here. Without the smell of smoke diluting it. I liked that.
…I do not believe that can be translated into clothes, however.
Haha, um, I think I can work with the feeling of rain though. But for smells, they make things called perfumes and colognes. I love berry-scented ones in particular, like lychee and stuff. I think lychee is a berry?
[Fruits is berries is fruits is berries...??? Is tomatoes...?]
You might be able to get some cologne that smells like rain.
Should I be keeping track of the things that I like? How do I know if I like something? Why would I have a favorite color if all of them exist within the world to make it beautiful? What sort of things are okay things to like?
[Ain is going to lead Ras out in his new clothes and pack his old ones + his friend's into a bag, and then head out. Dachie can stay asleep in the room for now. He wants to show Ras his perfume and stuff.]
You don't have to track things you like. I think you know if you like something if it makes you feel good. Like, my favourite foods are pastries and cheesecake and cute little desserts, and I know that because I get really happy when I eat them. And I looooove humans and the colour green and flowers and animals. I know that because all of those things make me feel happy.
[He hums.]
Some people don't have a favourite colour. Some people really do love all of them, and I think that's okay. And you can like anything other than... I guess, evil things? Like evil people and... stuff. [thanks ain]
Being "green" means being new to something, unless someone is literally green.
[He explains this succinctly as they travel down the path leading to the tailor shop, off to the other side of the Grove. It's a nice day out, Ain thinks. Perfect for, uh, discussions... about emotions that are hard.]
Um, happiness for me feels like... it tickles in my chest, which you don't have but go with it, and you feel like smiling and laughing a lot. It feels warm, like when someone gives you a hug or you're under a nice blanket. It's kind of like when you feel leaves brushing against your cheeks? [Hm.] You know, nice things like that.
When I'm happy, I just do whatever I want. I go talk to people or play my guitar, or nap under my wisteria trees, or... anything, really. Sometimes I'll treat myself to good food or go buy something from Mr. Shopkeeper because I'm happy. Or I take Dachie to go play, or something. I dunno.
I think if you like something, you're probably happy, at least with whatever it is you like. Sometimes there are exceptions, but those are kind of hard to point out. I like roses, but it makes me unhappy when I get pricked by the thorns. Sometimes I find a green shirt in a store and I don't like it, not because of the colour but maybe because of the shape of the sleeves or the patterning. Stuff like that... it's hard to put it into words, but when you grow into your emotions more, you'll kinda figure stuff out! Some of it, anyway, haha. I don't know everything yet. I've only had them for a few years.
[ Ras listens. He tries to absorb, but as one might expect, it's hard to explain feelings to someone else who doesn't experience them the same. It's like explaining colors to someone who's never seen them, or describing music to someone who's never heard it. He struggles to understand, even if he's technically had these feelings. They're just... not always working like they should.
After a moment, though, Ras will meander off the path Ain is on to go pick up two stray leaves on the ground and just sort of... rubs them against his cheeks?
He's learning. So this is happiness...! ]
...So if I feel something like this, it's something I like?
[Maybe he shouldn't describe emotions as physical sensations, but he doesn't know how else to describe them... they feel physical to him... but maybe that was too specific? Hmm.]
Haha, yeah, I think so. Maybe a little less literal, but it's that kind of tickly nice feeling.
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…I do not believe that can be translated into clothes, however.
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[Fruits is berries is fruits is berries...??? Is tomatoes...?]
You might be able to get some cologne that smells like rain.
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[Ain is going to lead Ras out in his new clothes and pack his old ones + his friend's into a bag, and then head out. Dachie can stay asleep in the room for now. He wants to show Ras his perfume and stuff.]
You don't have to track things you like. I think you know if you like something if it makes you feel good. Like, my favourite foods are pastries and cheesecake and cute little desserts, and I know that because I get really happy when I eat them. And I looooove humans and the colour green and flowers and animals. I know that because all of those things make me feel happy.
[He hums.]
Some people don't have a favourite colour. Some people really do love all of them, and I think that's okay. And you can like anything other than... I guess, evil things? Like evil people and... stuff. [thanks ain]
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I believe I would say I dislike evil things, considering my goddess created me to cull them.
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[He explains this succinctly as they travel down the path leading to the tailor shop, off to the other side of the Grove. It's a nice day out, Ain thinks. Perfect for, uh, discussions... about emotions that are hard.]
Um, happiness for me feels like... it tickles in my chest, which you don't have but go with it, and you feel like smiling and laughing a lot. It feels warm, like when someone gives you a hug or you're under a nice blanket. It's kind of like when you feel leaves brushing against your cheeks? [Hm.] You know, nice things like that.
When I'm happy, I just do whatever I want. I go talk to people or play my guitar, or nap under my wisteria trees, or... anything, really. Sometimes I'll treat myself to good food or go buy something from Mr. Shopkeeper because I'm happy. Or I take Dachie to go play, or something. I dunno.
I think if you like something, you're probably happy, at least with whatever it is you like. Sometimes there are exceptions, but those are kind of hard to point out. I like roses, but it makes me unhappy when I get pricked by the thorns. Sometimes I find a green shirt in a store and I don't like it, not because of the colour but maybe because of the shape of the sleeves or the patterning. Stuff like that... it's hard to put it into words, but when you grow into your emotions more, you'll kinda figure stuff out! Some of it, anyway, haha. I don't know everything yet. I've only had them for a few years.
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After a moment, though, Ras will meander off the path Ain is on to go pick up two stray leaves on the ground and just sort of... rubs them against his cheeks?
He's learning. So this is happiness...! ]
...So if I feel something like this, it's something I like?
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Haha, yeah, I think so. Maybe a little less literal, but it's that kind of tickly nice feeling.
[He feels like he's not helping that much.]