Zavien
Never regret anything that made you smile
A huff of laughter escaped at her admission. He thought the eggs were good - as evidenced by how quickly he was consuming them - but their similarities were more than a little ironic and he couldn't stop the observation before the words formed around the smile he wore. "Then we make quite the pair."
The beat of his heart caught, but he tried to salvage the humor as she answered his question. "That doesn't help," he chuckled. It felt forced, particularly as he watched her eggs make laps around her plate, cursing himself for doing this to her, for forcing them into this awkward uncertainty. Maybe that's why he leaned into her words when they formed again, his breath shaking as he pulled it in. His head nodded, somewhat dreading what the question might be. But he couldn't find it in him to deny her anything, knowing that she deserved so much more than the reaction she'd awoken to, than the lack of an answer he'd given her earlier. "Anything." He said it with such conviction that he hoped she wouldn't hold back, that her question might force him to be honest with her as much as himself.
The beat of his heart caught, but he tried to salvage the humor as she answered his question. "That doesn't help," he chuckled. It felt forced, particularly as he watched her eggs make laps around her plate, cursing himself for doing this to her, for forcing them into this awkward uncertainty. Maybe that's why he leaned into her words when they formed again, his breath shaking as he pulled it in. His head nodded, somewhat dreading what the question might be. But he couldn't find it in him to deny her anything, knowing that she deserved so much more than the reaction she'd awoken to, than the lack of an answer he'd given her earlier. "Anything." He said it with such conviction that he hoped she wouldn't hold back, that her question might force him to be honest with her as much as himself.
