For once, Thanatos is watching where he's going, trying to keep an eye out for the woman in a white robe, and Gustavain certainly stands out from everyone and everything around here. He must be some sort of familiar- if the ears weren't enough indication, the intricate clothes and lack of mask would make that very clear.
And he is absolutely not jealous at all by how nice said clothes look.
He might have just moved past the figure if he wasn't so shocked still, but the staring does get his attention and he pauses, looking towards the construct. "Are you alright?" he asks, and it is likely a very strange moment for Gustavain because the smile pointed his way is soft and warm, one of the ones that he can only pull from Phillip in particularly intimate moments. His whole being just seems more open here, his features no different yet somehow speaking to his youth, a life that has not yet seen true suffering.
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And he is absolutely not jealous at all by how nice said clothes look.
He might have just moved past the figure if he wasn't so shocked still, but the staring does get his attention and he pauses, looking towards the construct. "Are you alright?" he asks, and it is likely a very strange moment for Gustavain because the smile pointed his way is soft and warm, one of the ones that he can only pull from Phillip in particularly intimate moments. His whole being just seems more open here, his features no different yet somehow speaking to his youth, a life that has not yet seen true suffering.