[Kevin looks extremely flustered at Break’s attention, very much like the coy maiden the man thinks he is. His ragged aura envelops the room for a panicky second just to collapse again. In order to disguise his anxiety, he does his best to hold the improvised teacup with his unsteady hands, thankful for the warmth they seem to provide.
Still, he cannot help but wonder how Break got his surprisingly decent beside manners. The smile he offers him is completely devoid of malice, and only half conveys the gratitude and – strangely enough – resigned contentment in his voice.]
The moon must be, indeed, exceedingly dull, if even watching over an oversized pigeon has become a source of excitement.
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Still, he cannot help but wonder how Break got his surprisingly decent beside manners. The smile he offers him is completely devoid of malice, and only half conveys the gratitude and – strangely enough – resigned contentment in his voice.]
The moon must be, indeed, exceedingly dull, if even watching over an oversized pigeon has become a source of excitement.