Zavien
Lena's agreeance made him smile again. As he looked out at the view from her porch, he ran his thumb absently over the back of her hand, enjoying the feel of their fingers linked. Even as she asked about one of his favorite topics, food, he kept his hand in hers.
Pulling the cards out of his pocket, Zavien studied the elegant handwriting. A deep hum rumbled in his chest as he considered the options. "Dream bird with rice or blink hare pasta sound good. What do you think?" They hadn't done that much work, but he would've agreed to eat anything, his stomach growling quietly to communicate the same. The Dragoon looked around, as if searching for the source before turning a sheepish grin her way.
Pulling the cards out of his pocket, Zavien studied the elegant handwriting. A deep hum rumbled in his chest as he considered the options. "Dream bird with rice or blink hare pasta sound good. What do you think?" They hadn't done that much work, but he would've agreed to eat anything, his stomach growling quietly to communicate the same. The Dragoon looked around, as if searching for the source before turning a sheepish grin her way.
If you don't like the road you're walking,
start paving another.
start paving another.
