What a pity that would be. However would you be able to do your work in such a terrible state?
[ Blade watches her glance back at the screens, images still as they were when he last looked. Probably just the same when she did as well.
He concludes that the tea might have something in it to help boost some form of alertness. Perhaps prudent, and not just because being caffeinated keeps one awake to fit in extra hours of work. Blade isn't exactly the most subtle person either, though, so even if he certainly knows how to push down his own emotions, he doesn't bother. He lets them flow, though he can't quite predict his own thoughts, Blade doesn't seek to try to obscure those from Yelan either.
Such as: "As always, you know well to never conceal that steel. But I wonder what vulnerabilities you dare hide in my presence?" ]
I have. It's just as sickeningly sweet as you might imagine it is.
So perfect, yet suffocatingly coddling. As if deliberate to hide the rot inside. You can witness it all, watch those insects walk around mindless, so eager to please...but, would you find that sort of thoughtlessness to your liking?
[ His hand lightly runs along the top surface of the desk, fingers seeking to see if he catch a hold of the hand nearby the tea. ]
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[ Blade watches her glance back at the screens, images still as they were when he last looked. Probably just the same when she did as well.
He concludes that the tea might have something in it to help boost some form of alertness. Perhaps prudent, and not just because being caffeinated keeps one awake to fit in extra hours of work. Blade isn't exactly the most subtle person either, though, so even if he certainly knows how to push down his own emotions, he doesn't bother. He lets them flow, though he can't quite predict his own thoughts, Blade doesn't seek to try to obscure those from Yelan either.
Such as: "As always, you know well to never conceal that steel. But I wonder what vulnerabilities you dare hide in my presence?" ]
I have. It's just as sickeningly sweet as you might imagine it is.
So perfect, yet suffocatingly coddling. As if deliberate to hide the rot inside. You can witness it all, watch those insects walk around mindless, so eager to please...but, would you find that sort of thoughtlessness to your liking?
[ His hand lightly runs along the top surface of the desk, fingers seeking to see if he catch a hold of the hand nearby the tea. ]