Zavien
Never regret anything that made you smile
Her touch was gentle and kind. His smile was warm and sympathetic. They'd both known loss. It wasn't something he liked to wallow in, but this didn't feel like wallowing. It was a quiet solidarity, an understanding that too many people could relate to.
Then toast was flying, and Soh's giggle was stealing the majority of his attention. He should be frustrated or embarrassed at having ruined more of their breakfast, especially considering how few of them she'd had. But the unsuccessful attempt at hiding how funny she found it pulled an unbidden smile from his lips. It was crooked and a little more distracted by her than the sorry excuse for toast.
Shaking his head at the odd fluttering in his stomach, Zavien finally broke, laughter tumbling forth. "Maybe not." It seemed only fitting with how the morning had been progressing, but he hoped it might be a sign that things could only go up from here.
The toast would not be as lucky. When he lifted it with two fingers to inspect, he had to squint to find anywhere that wasn't black, dropping it back onto the plate with a huff of annoyed laughter. "I don't think there will be anything left if you do that." His eyes turned to the pan of eggs that were looking like their last saving grace, thankful Soh had protected them from his cursed abilities. His head nodded, a lingering smile hanging there. "Eggs and jerky will have to work, and there's still some cheese. Maybe we can..." But his voice trailed off as he looked to the cheese, wondering if it'd looked that green when he'd pulled it out of the fridge.
Then toast was flying, and Soh's giggle was stealing the majority of his attention. He should be frustrated or embarrassed at having ruined more of their breakfast, especially considering how few of them she'd had. But the unsuccessful attempt at hiding how funny she found it pulled an unbidden smile from his lips. It was crooked and a little more distracted by her than the sorry excuse for toast.
Shaking his head at the odd fluttering in his stomach, Zavien finally broke, laughter tumbling forth. "Maybe not." It seemed only fitting with how the morning had been progressing, but he hoped it might be a sign that things could only go up from here.
The toast would not be as lucky. When he lifted it with two fingers to inspect, he had to squint to find anywhere that wasn't black, dropping it back onto the plate with a huff of annoyed laughter. "I don't think there will be anything left if you do that." His eyes turned to the pan of eggs that were looking like their last saving grace, thankful Soh had protected them from his cursed abilities. His head nodded, a lingering smile hanging there. "Eggs and jerky will have to work, and there's still some cheese. Maybe we can..." But his voice trailed off as he looked to the cheese, wondering if it'd looked that green when he'd pulled it out of the fridge.
