that earns itself a coy grin ; he’s being abnormally candid , and though she would generally question it , given the circumstance , she intends fully on letting it be . she takes a bit over top where he had ; the sweetness was surprising , not exactly a connoisseur of treats , this had been one intended just for him. he seemed to enjoy it , and so she’ll call it a win .
“ i – ” she could speak of her banishment , of exile – but why sour the tone he’s set ? it was easy , how they both dance around serious matters in favor for simplicity, and so she continues to smile , and sets her elbows onto the counter, leaning towards him , eyes bright ;
“ i do . yes . ” coolly, she reaches for his hand . “ i hope i am not a bother , stopping by like this — it is good to see you doing so well . ”
he did take notice how apparently the sweet was too much of its namesake — how she simply.. dealt with it, was amusing in some way. he enjoyed how the two of them danced around the harsher topics for the moment — after being away in a sort of war against his ex-uncle-in-law, well.. he wasn’t quite in the mood to get into another fight so quickly. as she leaned towards him, he did not move to lean back as he spoke.
“ you could only be a bother should you want to be one, amora, and as of late it appears you wish to be the opposite. ” his eyes flickered towards her lips for the briefest of moments, starting ever the slightest when she touched his hand. the scars still hurt, but.. instead of recoiling, he simply let his hand lay there — something he had never done before with her, until now.
“ well seems to be a relative term i assure you, but.. it’s good to be home, i suppose. ”