08-25-2018, 12:06 AM
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A smile curls about dark lips though there is unease there, pause spinning out only to break at the point it had grown uncomfortable, words a rough whisper. “Am fine,” directing it towards both who looked upon them with worry they turned that shaky smile towards the younger of the Roux family present, hoping to dissuade either from making further comment. Their work was too important to stop even now, the ache within the center of their head simply a side effect, something to push through.
Short and strangely sweet. Such was the laughter which rose from Aita as they watched Lou grow intrigued by the large dragon, knowing they held similar thoughts though they were more concrete, questions which constantly swirled about their mind each time Lucifer was present. It was merely a want to not be deemed strange, set themself further apart from those about them, that stilled their tongue, though no such thought tainted the pup and for that they were glad.
“I got sumfin a bit betta fer chewin.” They had picked up the habit themself leading into them seeking out various things they could chew upon while they worked, an odd comfort within the motion, the presence of something solid beneath their teeth right. Surely they had a few left they had yet to touch, though assistance would be necessary for they hadn't bothered grabbing any when they had vacated the treehouse.
A smile curls about dark lips though there is unease there, pause spinning out only to break at the point it had grown uncomfortable, words a rough whisper. “Am fine,” directing it towards both who looked upon them with worry they turned that shaky smile towards the younger of the Roux family present, hoping to dissuade either from making further comment. Their work was too important to stop even now, the ache within the center of their head simply a side effect, something to push through.
Short and strangely sweet. Such was the laughter which rose from Aita as they watched Lou grow intrigued by the large dragon, knowing they held similar thoughts though they were more concrete, questions which constantly swirled about their mind each time Lucifer was present. It was merely a want to not be deemed strange, set themself further apart from those about them, that stilled their tongue, though no such thought tainted the pup and for that they were glad.
“I got sumfin a bit betta fer chewin.” They had picked up the habit themself leading into them seeking out various things they could chew upon while they worked, an odd comfort within the motion, the presence of something solid beneath their teeth right. Surely they had a few left they had yet to touch, though assistance would be necessary for they hadn't bothered grabbing any when they had vacated the treehouse.