@medeahuntervictorof2 sent "Can you pass me the marmalade?" : accepting !
Except for the presence of a handful of trainers who resided a level below them with a few students, the academy's grand hall was deserted. Clove ended up with Enobaria somewhere and Brutus was off that day. Cato supposed that he could have stayed home just the same, but that wasn't feasible. ❝No,❞ he groans and dismissively waves his hand. Balancing his weight on the window's frame, Cato craned his arms above his chest and gazed downward into the gym. The gallery was vacant except for the two of them. Still, he turns to gaze upon her, his eyes narrowing at her stance. ❝I’m busy. Go grab it yourself.❞












