Seishu lets out a huff, clutching his wounded shoulder. Having needed to catch himself a few times on the rails on his way up the stairs the wound is now on fire from the repeated jolts and pulls. He could have just waited, or moved on to another target, but for some reason a part of him knows that he can't let Enasi too far from him. At the top of the stairs he leans against the wall and takes a breather. It isn't too long before the aforementioned guardian appears through a doorway, drawing Seishu's attention. [i]'Oh god the pink fluffy goo just oozing all around him is terrifying. . . .'[/i] As the Dream Guardian moves in, copying his stance, Seishu scoffs aloud at the teasing in his voice about walking on his own. [i]'Well, this just can not stand'[/i] he determines.

As the dream Guardian looks away to scan the area his counterpart pushes off the wall and begins walking over to him ever so quietly. While he's still looking away he moves within arm's reach and shifts his weight. His hand comes up to rest on the wall beside the other guardian and he murmurs softly, “I'm not just walking on my own. . .” Turning, he sifts around so that he's standing directly in front of the other male, his free hand coming to rest on the other side of the hoodie clad guardian. With the dream guardian trapped between his arms Seishu takes the opportunity to shift a little closer, steadying his weight so he does not fall over. There is a rather falsely innocent smile on his lips, but his eyes read very clearly that he's having fun.

[i]'I know he could just wander back through the wall at any second, but it still gives that little rush to think of him as trapped. With me being so close around him, perhaps it will give him some insight, no matter how slight, on how it feels to be in his realm'[/i] He tilts his head tot he side, his freshly braided hair sliding out from behind his head to hang just visible past his head. “I've been meaning to ask. . . You seemed like you were about to say something when our little flying adventure was brought to an end.” He blinks in innocent curiosity, the hand of his uninjured arm coming down to waist level. As the arm moves Seishu shifts to the side om compensate, blocking Enasi's escape route should he decide to walk away in that direction. His hand comes to skate across Enasi's middle, above the clothes so the touch is little more than a soft breeze. “You know, when I held you here. . .” he purrs.