#etheruin

   her continued prodding in the side of the boy didn’t stop for a full minute, even if told her to do so. curious of him since her daddy’s mention and eventually seeing the two talk prompted the child to approach him. besides, daddy was busy and he didn’t like it when she bothered people, as he referred to it at times. “you’re really skinny. do you not eat a lot?”

@etheruin look who arrived on my doorstep today !!!!!

“i’m here.” a hand runs through slightly longer silver locks, a kiss placed on his forehead before backing away slowly, allowing a small laughter to escape her lips before speaking again, in familiar tones. “i’m... really happy that you’re well, mikleo.”

Once more, how unsurprisingly, would theatrics take the heat of provided situation. A common escape, his shelter beneath the storming skies. He would play his part, if only to escape the awkward sensation that would trouble his mind with formality’s greetings. 

( @etheruin & @ethelucis )

     “Woaaaah, Popo’s never seen pudding that fancy before! You’re telling me you made that?”