Mmhmmm. [ that makes something in his gut twist; a reminder that Junsu thought that Sage would kick him out. that he thinks that Sage doesn't like him, that--
ow.
his attention is back on the tea when he feels water against his fingers, hissing a small curse because he stopped paying attention a second too long. at least it was his tea that he spilt, and not much either. just a bit too vigorous with the stirring. the witch sighs and puts the spoon away, picking up the mugs and moving over to the table, setting the one mug for Junsu down near his chair. then, the witch all but curls up in his own, folding over himself, fingers wrapped around his mug.]
Protection. Strength if you wanted them. [ a pause, breathe in. breathe out. ] I spoke to Minsu and-- well I owe you an apology.
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ow.
his attention is back on the tea when he feels water against his fingers, hissing a small curse because he stopped paying attention a second too long. at least it was his tea that he spilt, and not much either. just a bit too vigorous with the stirring. the witch sighs and puts the spoon away, picking up the mugs and moving over to the table, setting the one mug for Junsu down near his chair. then, the witch all but curls up in his own, folding over himself, fingers wrapped around his mug.]
Protection. Strength if you wanted them. [ a pause, breathe in. breathe out. ] I spoke to Minsu and-- well I owe you an apology.