#* sera

He hasn’t caught such a scent for some time now, but it’s the only thing he’s ever been absolutely sure of. A flicker of familiarity that doesn’t often seep into his conscious efforts anymore. The celebration is little more than a divide in his mind, something to pass the time, to allow him to observe all the more happening around him. Knowledge and information is what he builds his own empire around, but now, the only detail he knows is that he is not alone. The shift in the atmosphere takes it’s toll and before long he cannot shift it from the space between his shoulder blades. He’s being watched, intently. 

Slowly, he moves, his predatory gait clearing space around those that would rather keep their six feet of distance, the grand ballroom littered with people that are nothing more than a blur to him in that moment. It’s not until he breaks free of the crowd, that he finds himself standing in a near empty hallway, the same which leads out beyond the terrace and he stills. Some part of him hears it as a symphony, a menial shift in the wind that would otherwise go unnoticed. Azure hues observe the space around him - those still milling about pay him little attention now other than to note his strange behavior. The subtle shift of movement draws him in as he sees the mahogany door to his right move slightly, as if little more than a gust of wind collided with it’s solid face and he follows. Like moth to fucking flame. 

"You should know," Sera started, setting the take away coffee she'd gotten for him - already knowing exactly what his order was after months of hearing it over and over again. A fact that still didn't lose it's touch when she thought about how much they'd learned about each other in such a short amount of time, "You're quite the topic in the nurses lounge at the moment." Her own cup lifted to her lips as she offered a small smile - one that perhaps covered up how she felt about it all, after their relationship had been discovered.

Cute.