Well, eventually you do need to breathe - and talk.

_{[ He still had all his memories, even if his body was young. But his eyes held the oldness in them, the scars of the years even if his body no longer bore those same scars. Still, he smiled warmly and kissed his life bonded, not caring who saw like he might have at the Collegium. ]}

So, I suppose you are in another house from me then.

_{[ He touched the other's red and gold scarf as compared to his own yellow and black. ]}