[ Trahearne doesn't understand where the delay comes from; in the pause, he simply tilts his head as he studies Mishka's expression. Now with glasses on, he can clearly see the faint flush on his cheeks, and he isn't entirely sure what to make of it. Slowly, his smile fades as concern takes over.
He isn't doing anything to Mishka. He's just happy about pancakes.
His smile returns when Mishka finally speaks up, though. ]
We will go with a proportional amount of sugar. [ Trahearne does not have a sweet tooth.
And so the pancakes are whipped up with speed, chatting about inconsequential things as they do. Before long, decently-sized stacks sit upon their plates, and Trahearne carries his to the table and takes a spot for himself--which one belongs to Adelis, he isn't sure. After lathering his portions with butter, he looks up at Mishka. ]
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[ Trahearne doesn't understand where the delay comes from; in the pause, he simply tilts his head as he studies Mishka's expression. Now with glasses on, he can clearly see the faint flush on his cheeks, and he isn't entirely sure what to make of it. Slowly, his smile fades as concern takes over.
He isn't doing anything to Mishka. He's just happy about pancakes.
His smile returns when Mishka finally speaks up, though. ]
We will go with a proportional amount of sugar. [ Trahearne does not have a sweet tooth.
And so the pancakes are whipped up with speed, chatting about inconsequential things as they do. Before long, decently-sized stacks sit upon their plates, and Trahearne carries his to the table and takes a spot for himself--which one belongs to Adelis, he isn't sure. After lathering his portions with butter, he looks up at Mishka. ]
Is this your typical routine, then?