PHOEBE
there's a bulletproof bond
She tried to not let the reaction bother her, the inhale, the flinch. It did hurt in a way, but she can see he is struggling, she knew this wasn't his typical reaction. It was a silent cry for help, for someone to see the struggle - and see it she did. As he flinches she shushes him softly again, a comforting noise as her fingers run along his back, as one might soothe a child coming out of a nightmare. He wasn't alone. She was right there to help him.
"Well, luck for you, you have a thing with a healer who can tinker with the recipe until it is tailored just for you. Lucky duck." she said lightly, moving the mostly empty plate off of his lap onto the table. She paused a bit at his following statement though, blinking a bit. "What did you call me?" she asked with a small smile. Of course, by now she knew other lands had other languages, and she assumed he slipped into that. "It's okay." she said to his apology, letting her hands run down to his hands. "Why don't I help you relax a bit? It is pretty late after all." she said, standing.
"Well, luck for you, you have a thing with a healer who can tinker with the recipe until it is tailored just for you. Lucky duck." she said lightly, moving the mostly empty plate off of his lap onto the table. She paused a bit at his following statement though, blinking a bit. "What did you call me?" she asked with a small smile. Of course, by now she knew other lands had other languages, and she assumed he slipped into that. "It's okay." she said to his apology, letting her hands run down to his hands. "Why don't I help you relax a bit? It is pretty late after all." she said, standing.
between me and you
