Zavien
Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.
Based on their track record, Zavien was determined to force their relaxation, even if it meant he sounded a little stern in placing rules and boundaries like a protective shield around their little pocket of peace. The most difficult part was that neither of them aligned with inclinations for silence or stillness, their minds constantly active on ways to help or improve. Which left them with few stolen opportunities to focus on them - a pity that he intended to rectify.
Despite his vantage point of her back, he caught the mischievous lilt to her tone, the curve of her cheeks suspiciously high for a simple smile. Chuckling, Zavien pressed into another knot, slowly listing the many perks he'd be willing to add to her bath. "Bubbles, a book, a drink and snack of your choice, me if you want." The last option was a soft, playful offer that had him blushing slightly through the quiet smirk, nervous he might just break the easy moment so soon into their staycation.
Despite his vantage point of her back, he caught the mischievous lilt to her tone, the curve of her cheeks suspiciously high for a simple smile. Chuckling, Zavien pressed into another knot, slowly listing the many perks he'd be willing to add to her bath. "Bubbles, a book, a drink and snack of your choice, me if you want." The last option was a soft, playful offer that had him blushing slightly through the quiet smirk, nervous he might just break the easy moment so soon into their staycation.
