excipitvocem started following you
Santiago wasn’t paying close attention when he heard the footsteps, and the flash in the corner of his vision was enough for his brain to jump to a (wrong) conclusion.
“Kevin, dearest, if you must come visit my lab, can you at least put on a labcoat?” He carefully lifted the beaker with (gloved) hands, peering at the bubbling green inside. “I’d hate to see you get burned.”








