He was duly swatted, though it did nothing to dim his smile. Not even her education in his misleading use of language could dull the twinkle in his eye. If anything it only intensified it as he drank in her reaction with even more satisfaction than his mimosa. "An ancient and honored profession in Torchline," he acknowledged with a tilt of his head. "Though there are other demigods better suited for it." He sliced into his egg and muffin, checking the doneness of his yolk while the grin lingered. "Mmh. But I would not want to mislead anyone."
A trickle of gold escaped the egg to mix with the hollandaise and he used the edge of the fork to cut a bite-sized triangle from the food. "Indeed... I was surprised, too, when I was given the choice. And... it was not as easy as I expected," he admitted frankly. To no longer be Mer...
But the decision was made, and he had no regrets. He looked from the signet ring to Flora with that pleased smile still lingering though some of his solemnity was back. "Does this mean that you have you chosen her as well?"
A trickle of gold escaped the egg to mix with the hollandaise and he used the edge of the fork to cut a bite-sized triangle from the food. "Indeed... I was surprised, too, when I was given the choice. And... it was not as easy as I expected," he admitted frankly. To no longer be Mer...
But the decision was made, and he had no regrets. He looked from the signet ring to Flora with that pleased smile still lingering though some of his solemnity was back. "Does this mean that you have you chosen her as well?"
