[SE] for a moment I forget to worry

As Amalia disappeared behind her stall Emmett wondered for a moment what she was going to do. Was this some kind of trick..? Normally he would never have suspected anything off in this calm of a moment, but his wounds had taken their toll and left him paranoid in every second of doubt.

But no, she brought out some drinks and food. With a little relieved smile he took the sweet roll, ate it in big bites; he had never been someone delicate with food. He hesitated to pick up the cider. Emmett had told himself he wasn't to drink anymore, but...one wouldn't hurt? As long as it stays one. He told himself as he took his first sip.

"...Yeah, I think I might be. ...Thanks." He said, a warmth in his eyes as he waited for Amalia to reveal the next part of her plan.

Emmett

There's a saying where I come from
Playing 'round with fire gets you burned
Well, I'll wear my third degrees
And my heart upon my sleeve