#killmongur.

a soft smile had slipped across his lips (honestly though, when wasn’t there a smile on his features?) as he made his way towards killmongur. nimble fingers tapped her shoulder gently, ‘ hey. ‘ he shifted his weight, stepping before her. ‘ just wanted to check that you have eaten today. ‘ truth be told, he wasn’t going to let that be up to fate, which is why he had opened his inventory, pulling out a box with sandwiches. ‘ thought it might not be the case, with so much going on... so i made you this. ‘ box in hand, he extended it forward. icarus knew that killmongur had a lot on her plate, and he wasn’t about to let his friends go through it on their own.