Zavien
Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.
"I told Soh that we're unavailable for the weekend," he drew out the word and gave Lena a pointed look that said there was no argument on the matter when he added, "and the older kids have the Celestine covered with strict instructions on it's keeping." They may have grown up in the Silk Houses, but they were good, responsible kids and he trusted them to keep the Celestine from combusting or falling into too much disarray in the span of two days. Still, he knew she'd be concerned and wanted to get any worries out of the way beforehand so they could actually enjoy their staycation.
Pouring the hot chocolate into two mugs, he felt extra relaxed in his hoodie and sweatpants, ready for an evening of comfort and good company. "While we're on the topic, no talking about work at all. We're not going to solve the city's problems sitting here in the living room." His smirk was playful when he looked up, dropping a few marshmallows into the liquid chocolate with a quiet splash that was decisive and final, curious to see if she'd fight him on the issue.
Pouring the hot chocolate into two mugs, he felt extra relaxed in his hoodie and sweatpants, ready for an evening of comfort and good company. "While we're on the topic, no talking about work at all. We're not going to solve the city's problems sitting here in the living room." His smirk was playful when he looked up, dropping a few marshmallows into the liquid chocolate with a quiet splash that was decisive and final, curious to see if she'd fight him on the issue.
