Said boy chucks the last Entire Egg in his mouth. Some bread and milk remain, but he supposes this was good enough. Hopefully there won't be too much physical activity expected of him, though it wouldn't be the first time his stomach had been upended by an inopportune ambush.
He swallows.
"Better get it over with. See what's ruffling the old lady's skirts."
Guts expects it to be Lashan, because who else would want the both of them? He'd already mulled over the possibility of this happening the night before, tossing around on his bed. He was hoping this to at least take a couple of more days, though. She must have an incredibly sharp eye - or more paranoia than he initially thought.
He gets up, undaunted by the thought of conflict, and waits for Vena to abandon her dish and follow.
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Said boy chucks the last Entire Egg in his mouth. Some bread and milk remain, but he supposes this was good enough. Hopefully there won't be too much physical activity expected of him, though it wouldn't be the first time his stomach had been upended by an inopportune ambush.
He swallows.
"Better get it over with. See what's ruffling the old lady's skirts."
Guts expects it to be Lashan, because who else would want the both of them? He'd already mulled over the possibility of this happening the night before, tossing around on his bed. He was hoping this to at least take a couple of more days, though. She must have an incredibly sharp eye - or more paranoia than he initially thought.
He gets up, undaunted by the thought of conflict, and waits for Vena to abandon her dish and follow.