She watched between the pair of them – mighty and stalwart Sol, all tied and tethered back to brave and steadfast Zavien. Smiling to herself, she caught his initial reaction and turned her gaze back – brow arching at the chuckle, and then a grin to follow, content to hear it after so long of it simply not being there. Some hint, some intimation, of normalcy from what felt like lifetimes ago. Even Mittens, growling and hissing as Sol approached the food arrangement, was better than the empty platitudes from weeks before. “Good. That’s the way it should be,” she followed with thereafter, leaning in as they walked back to hopefully some food remaining.
Not expecting to return to their conversation from earlier, especially with Sol being a wonderful distraction, the Caretaker would’ve presumed they’d figure something out later on. So, when his answer came forthrightly thereafter, she blinked once or twice, giving it a moment to sink in, before her smile grew ever more radiant and content. “The happiest, hm? We’ll see,” she crooned, looking on with a pretense of smugness, nothing more than a light tease, before gentling her voice into a low whisper. “There is absolutely no pressure. We’ll go and have a fun time. A break.” And if things occurred – then so be it.
Not expecting to return to their conversation from earlier, especially with Sol being a wonderful distraction, the Caretaker would’ve presumed they’d figure something out later on. So, when his answer came forthrightly thereafter, she blinked once or twice, giving it a moment to sink in, before her smile grew ever more radiant and content. “The happiest, hm? We’ll see,” she crooned, looking on with a pretense of smugness, nothing more than a light tease, before gentling her voice into a low whisper. “There is absolutely no pressure. We’ll go and have a fun time. A break.” And if things occurred – then so be it.
Lena
