#eclipsemuses arthur

[lewinthelighton]

@eclipsemuses replied to [x]:

"Oh, dear."

"You worry too much, Angel~"

[lewinthelighton]

@eclipsemuses replied to [X]:

angel is rolling his eyes so hard at this anon

"Yeah, it's quite something, isn't it."

[lewinthelighton]

@eclipsemuses replied to [X]:

There's a cat batting at Angel's hair-

[lewinthelighton]

"Go get 'im, Angel!"

[lewinthelighton]

Angel steps into the room with a wrapped gift box in his hands, letting out a heavy sigh as he sets down the box on the coffee table, slowly sliding it across the surface. "If it were any other day, I'd be taking you back into custody." He explains, waving toward the scabbard on his belt, the demon sword intentionally missing from her place at the Paladin's side. "But it's today, and..." He shrugs. "Despite everything, you shouldn't celebrate it alone. I'm all to familiar with the notion, I surely won't allow you to, as well. So. Happy birthday, Lightning." He taps the lid of the box. "They're macarons. I made them. There are a few flavors in there, so... when I come back tomorrow, you should let me know which if your favorite. I'm partial to matcha, but I assume something like salted caramel may be more up your alley..." He trails off, looking around the room. "Have you eaten? Since you left, I mean. I could get you something. The macarons are good, but hardly any replacement for a meal."

Lewin practically beams at Angel as the man enters, though his hidden eyes are watching carefully. He has no reason to doubt though as he spots the gift and knows his friend is here as Angel rather than the Paladin of True Cross.

"Could never hide from you for long~" he singsongs cheerfully, dragging the box closer and lifting the lid to see the creations. He snickers at the questions, making the all-important decision on which macaron to take first.

"I stole a burger from someone when I ran off." Decision made, he pops a macaron in his mouth and confirms the taste of chocolate. "Thanks, Angel, they're great!" he grins. "C'mon, birthday cake should be shared," he continues as he pats the couch beside him.

"Ya think I'll be here tomorrow, hm?" he smirks to Angel before deciding on his next macaron.

[lewinthelighton]

Angel is (very quietly) making his way into Lewins office with a cold compress for his head, some medicine, water, and a thermos full of soup. Then he's just gonna sneak out the way he came.

Lewin is deep asleep as Angel sneaks in, the only movement of the office being a few sylphs flying around, keeping watch. They hardly react to the Paladin though as they perceive him as safe to their Tamer.

Lightning doesn't wake up though he looks more at ease with the cold compress on his head (or as near as Angel manages with how curled up Lewin is). The soft chirrs of the sylphs cover up Angel's escape.

[lewinthelighton]

@eclipsemuses replied to [X]:

Big sigh from Angel. Is he considering bringing him one? A little.

[lewinthelighton]