[Without context, he looks to the woman, confused. He's still not sure how she slots into all of this or why she's around his father, but so much is already happening that he's just not been able to respond to her as he normally would.
When his mind catches up to the implication of animal he seems a little intrigued. He likes animals. His ability to see into their hearts helped him understand them better after all. That is quickly tucked away as she insists he takes one of the drinks.
... it's almost automatic, how he reaches for the tea. Not because of any preference, but because at the back of his mind he's aware it was more effort to prepare than the water. He doesn't comment on his choice, opting to walk this once since he'd spill it otherwise. Some manners were simply baked into him after so long.]
Okay. Thank you miss, uh..?
[... The term of endearment from his father makes him smile a tad more genuinely despite himself, even as he's ushered away towards the sunroom. It's an odd feeling, how the wider space and natural lighting make him simultaneously relaxed and yet more vigilant. His eyes peer out the first window he sees as though he expects Eternal Sugar to already be visible on the horison. He's not sure if the woman is following, but... he reaches ever so subtly, to hold onto his father's sleeve.]
This isn't one of your normal stories is it Lord Bl- mm. Shadow Milk Cookie?
[Another slip... to his credit the change felt sudden to him. He's still adjusting to it. He's still scared too, but coming down from the blind panic since he knows his father will explain things... and perhaps vouch for him if Eternal Sugar does get mad.]
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[Without context, he looks to the woman, confused. He's still not sure how she slots into all of this or why she's around his father, but so much is already happening that he's just not been able to respond to her as he normally would.
When his mind catches up to the implication of animal he seems a little intrigued. He likes animals. His ability to see into their hearts helped him understand them better after all. That is quickly tucked away as she insists he takes one of the drinks.
... it's almost automatic, how he reaches for the tea. Not because of any preference, but because at the back of his mind he's aware it was more effort to prepare than the water. He doesn't comment on his choice, opting to walk this once since he'd spill it otherwise. Some manners were simply baked into him after so long.]
Okay. Thank you miss, uh..?
[... The term of endearment from his father makes him smile a tad more genuinely despite himself, even as he's ushered away towards the sunroom. It's an odd feeling, how the wider space and natural lighting make him simultaneously relaxed and yet more vigilant. His eyes peer out the first window he sees as though he expects Eternal Sugar to already be visible on the horison. He's not sure if the woman is following, but... he reaches ever so subtly, to hold onto his father's sleeve.]
This isn't one of your normal stories is it Lord Bl- mm. Shadow Milk Cookie?
[Another slip... to his credit the change felt sudden to him. He's still adjusting to it. He's still scared too, but coming down from the blind panic since he knows his father will explain things... and perhaps vouch for him if Eternal Sugar does get mad.]