He’s going to use the second muffin to scoop some of the frosting off of the first one. There you go, now both have some frosting. 

“Thank you.”

“What… is this for?” Wow, he doesn’t even remember. Incredible.

“So, when are you going to bake with me?”

runeslain] we can make cake to satisfy her.

“You don’t get it. Nothing satisfys her. Nothing. Nothing at all. Ever.”

runeslain] "sssh."

a softer world starters

  there is something in the air, a desperation, a new touch of excitement. it calls for change in the el search party, stranded as they are in this tiny oasis of calm, as the battlefield rages behind and in front of them.

  “you’re not hurt.” a hand brushes elsword’s hair, gentle and calming and caring. lu has been a mother before, has acted as someone’s sister before. neither have ended up very well. the later resulted in her current situation, but she can’t say she regrets it.

  humans are... refreshing. their short lives have as much emotion poured into them as any demon, but condensed into tiny packages. theirs is an intense life, one of neverending joy and sorrow and expression, nameless emotions too strong in a life too short to put a name to them.

 elsword is not a demon. he won’t live as long as lu, won’t think as hard. but that’s okay. it’s not who he is. still, it couldn’t do him harm to rest and observe, could it?