you made your choice
“My ol’ lady would love some new pelts, actually.” Meliar says with a grin as he starts getting to work. “We can figure out all the details when ‘m done gettin’ this ready for ya.” Which frees them both up so he can get to work and Fox can busy himself waiting with the leather workers most pleased customer.
As such, the butcher keeps the valet tray in his hand as Fox returns to him, humming a soft chuckle at the admission. “It is a little ways off the beaten path, but a gem nonetheless.” He says, tail flicking with a touch of pride before he settles in to hear if he has guessed right. And when he has, his sharp grin widens a fraction. A bit of bragging rights, he supposes, if he had anyone around to brag to. Perhaps it’ll be a subject of conversation with Danta later. “She has done a phenomenal job keeping the office organized. I am sure she will adore it.” Though, he imagines he doesn’t know the harpy as well as the fiancé standing before him, but the admission might help any worries.
Dark eyes track the movement to the notebook with glimmering agreement on the heels of it, before he’s looking back to the leather tray in his hands. “A perfect addition.” Wholehearted agreement before he speaks on himself, letting the warmth radiate from him. “I am shopping for my partner, actually.” A hint of pride with that, as well, as if Fox is the first person he’s outright told that hasn’t just assumed. “He wears plenty of jewelry, you see.” And while the cobbled back together ring holder he’d made was great, he imagines Danta would appreciate another addition to place his jewelry that wouldn’t otherwise fit on the tines of the ring holder.
As such, the butcher keeps the valet tray in his hand as Fox returns to him, humming a soft chuckle at the admission. “It is a little ways off the beaten path, but a gem nonetheless.” He says, tail flicking with a touch of pride before he settles in to hear if he has guessed right. And when he has, his sharp grin widens a fraction. A bit of bragging rights, he supposes, if he had anyone around to brag to. Perhaps it’ll be a subject of conversation with Danta later. “She has done a phenomenal job keeping the office organized. I am sure she will adore it.” Though, he imagines he doesn’t know the harpy as well as the fiancé standing before him, but the admission might help any worries.
Dark eyes track the movement to the notebook with glimmering agreement on the heels of it, before he’s looking back to the leather tray in his hands. “A perfect addition.” Wholehearted agreement before he speaks on himself, letting the warmth radiate from him. “I am shopping for my partner, actually.” A hint of pride with that, as well, as if Fox is the first person he’s outright told that hasn’t just assumed. “He wears plenty of jewelry, you see.” And while the cobbled back together ring holder he’d made was great, he imagines Danta would appreciate another addition to place his jewelry that wouldn’t otherwise fit on the tines of the ring holder.
Astaroth
do you regret it yet?
