the one who is just there

HARPER

The mere mention of Frey makes him groan playfully even as his cheeks heat. He isn't inexperienced exactly but certainly far too bland and innocent for someone like Frey. "All the more reason to not end up in their clutches," he chuckles. While he's sure to respect any deity he comes across, Harper is more likely to combust upon meeting Frey than have any sort of enlightening conversation.

"I'm surprised that's a concern of yours with how much I smile already," he teases instead. Only further emphasizing his point with the soft smile he aims her way. Gratefully accepting the cup she hands him and the warmth it exudes as he herds her towards the couch immediately. Making a strangled cat noise at her teasing, he dips his fingers in his tea and flicks it at her playfully. "Stop that, I'm gonna faint on your floor and you'll have to lug my fat body through the clinic." Or just leave him where he falls, it would probably be easier for her. Sitting down he sets his cup on the table before them and pats insistently at the cushion next to him, giving her the best puppy eyes he can manage to coerce her into sitting with him.

lord don't let me break this, let me hold you lightly
give me arms to pray with instead of ones that hold too tightly