Well, there was no doubt in Rondo's mind he was an alien, from the moment they met. It's just that Rondo's concept of alien doesn't match humanity's, and he's a lot more used to meeting people outside his species. He worries for Ziggy, though, on a planet of unenlightened humans. That's so, so dangerous.
For a moment, he lets his mind wander, entertaining the idea of Antheans and Arraka'arans making some kind of diplomatic alliance, something that would enable him to host Ziggy and his family on his own world. But he has no idea how to do that.
He shivers at the feel of the emotions. It's more affection than he's used to feeling directed at him, and Ziggy may get the sense that Rondo is a little bewildered by it. He's capable of reflecting it back, though, with no loss in intensity, just colored with confusion and inexperience. "I don't get why you like me, but I'm happy you do."
He thinks of Ziggy as bright and colorful and intense, like fireworks, and Rondo himself is much more awkward and uncertain. Eager, but nerdy, and highly prone to second-guessing himself. But he's also inherently kind, with a huge capacity to love that he's had too few outlets for.
He huffs a breath out against Ziggy's shoulder and nuzzles into the crook of his neck for a moment. He opens up his mental shields a little further, and the echoes of Ziggy's sensuality reverberate. Rondo is quite shy, sexually speaking, but fondness and sheer appreciation for how beautiful Ziggy is are impossible to ignore. In fact, he's a little concerned that lying in bed this close to him coupled with the telepathic contact will result in his sexual interest becoming, um, noticeable. And it's not the best time for that!
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For a moment, he lets his mind wander, entertaining the idea of Antheans and Arraka'arans making some kind of diplomatic alliance, something that would enable him to host Ziggy and his family on his own world. But he has no idea how to do that.
He shivers at the feel of the emotions. It's more affection than he's used to feeling directed at him, and Ziggy may get the sense that Rondo is a little bewildered by it. He's capable of reflecting it back, though, with no loss in intensity, just colored with confusion and inexperience. "I don't get why you like me, but I'm happy you do."
He thinks of Ziggy as bright and colorful and intense, like fireworks, and Rondo himself is much more awkward and uncertain. Eager, but nerdy, and highly prone to second-guessing himself. But he's also inherently kind, with a huge capacity to love that he's had too few outlets for.
He huffs a breath out against Ziggy's shoulder and nuzzles into the crook of his neck for a moment. He opens up his mental shields a little further, and the echoes of Ziggy's sensuality reverberate. Rondo is quite shy, sexually speaking, but fondness and sheer appreciation for how beautiful Ziggy is are impossible to ignore. In fact, he's a little concerned that lying in bed this close to him coupled with the telepathic contact will result in his sexual interest becoming, um, noticeable. And it's not the best time for that!