sender cradles receiverâs face .
NON-VERBAL ASK MEME. / not accepting
â... And ya know what that stuffy old guy said to me? That he couldnât believe âpeople like meâ,â he emphasizes by mimicking quotation marks with his fingers, âare teaching at Garreg Mach! Nowwhaddaheckthassâposetomean, huh?!â
Now, usually he didnât think his troubles were too troubling for him to walk up to the counselor and air out his, well. Troubles. But the way he was treated today when he was just going on a casual outdoor exercise routine had his blood BOILING!Â
And so he spent the past ten minutes or so yapping about everything that happened to him today in front of the pretty bird lady.Â
âI didnât wanna start anythinâ, so I just huffed at him, turned around and left.â He took a deep breath. In and out, Vaike... In. And. Out.
The Vaike doesnât know why heâs doing this. He figures she doesnât even understand the words heâs spitting out, and itâs not like venting about it is getting him anywhere⌠But she seems like a nice gal. Calm, collected. Certainly got her head together, unlike himself right now.
As he does some breathing exercises for a bit longer, ready to offer his apology for probably startling her with his explosive voice, when Vaike notices her hands cradle his jaw. His entire body freezes. âUhâŚâ
He canât really understand what sheâs saying â at least, not until he gets to know her better â but the ladyâs looking at him with those soft, sympathetic eyes. Itâs making him blush, actually. It canât be this easy for him to start swooning for a lady, can it?
âItâs alright, no need to pity me.â Vaike gently pries her hands off his face. For some reason, he can't seem to look at her in the eyes. âThanks for hearinâ me out. I, uh, should get back to work. Teach be busy an' all, yâknow?â









