āHow are you feeling?ā an odd question to some given the reputation of the shifter, though most that knew him well enough understood that deep down he did care for others. It was just that in most cases, he had a hard time chatting about emotions or affection in general and the thought of it usually left him running for the hills. The fog had changed his opinion slightly as he bonded with the residence of Corinth Bay and experienced his own pain during his shifting, on top of itching for the transition. He had spent several days at Adrianās apartment, the comfort of his place being exactly what Casper needed and counting his blessings that he had someone around that was undergoing the treacherous affair. Not as if either of them really understood the gravity of it all, but theories could at least be bounced between each shift. He held a togo cup of tea and placed it on the table for the raven-haired witch to grab, getting cozy in the chair next to hers before taking a sip of his own beverage. Welcoming the cold liquid that was turning into a muggy day with rain showers on the horizon.
@fiery-witchā
