Toddlers were toddlers, and Cypress was no exception, having very little idea of what was and wasn’t rude. Nilesy did his best to offer Lal a reassuring smile while making a mental note to talk to the small child. Shivering again as his thoughts are brought back to the situation at hand by claws pressing into his arm, the merman was surprised to see Whisper actually leaning against him.
“You certainly seem as lost as one,” the Witch muses. They were definitely trying to get a reaction from the other blonde, having heard far too much to believe they wouldn’t. Ears twitch as the shuffling of clothes, assuming a hand was offered and making the choice to pretend they didn’t know - after all, they couldn’t see, what did Lalna really expect? Instead they continued to smile blankly in his direction.“Oh, very observant…~ It’s nice to meet you as well, though. Niles has told me quite a bit….”
The merman in question was flushed just as brightly as Lalna, and he chuckled nervously. “I um… y-yea, I told him I had…” Shuffling, there was a clear air of uncertainty in.. Everything about Nilesy, even as he glances towards a clock on the wall and then the kitchen. “It’s um.. I’m sure Cy’s ready for lunch, and I promised Lal some too, so um…”
“Go ahead and cook, doll, I can go get Cypress while your friend settles in~” Whisper detached themself after a peck to Niles’ cheek, heading upstairs with tails swishing behind them before he has a chance to reply. Oh gods, he felt… dizzy. Maybe he wasn’t quite ready for this.
But.. it was too late, now.
Oh, right. Blind. Lalna turned even redder and brought his hand back to his side. Great job, Dr. Coffee. Master of science, more like master of making a fool of himself. Maybe he could try and salvage this still? He couldn’t do much other than awkward stammering, though, as his brain struggled to keep the gears turning.
He almost missed Nilesy’s uncertainty. The scientist blinked a couple of times and shifted his attention to the merman, about to ask if he was alright, then... Well, then Witch kissed Niles. It was a small gesture, normally not anything to get bothered over, but that horrible feeling was rising through him again. Lalna gripped the fabric of his labcoat, ran his thumb over the material despite not being able to feel it through his glove, and tried to ignore the emotions inside him. Take it easy. Don’t get bent out of shape over this.
“Are you okay?” Lal asked Niles with some hesitance. Reading the finer details of expressions was a bit beyond him right now with how focused he was on himself, but if the mer was uncomfortable because of him being here... “Can I, uh, can I-- Can I help?”
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