#open; short.

[ignoblesse-blog]

“Please, be more careful. If I hadn’t broken your fall, I’m almost certain you’d have slipped down those stairs...”

[primalineage]

"Please, be careful with that -- the edges are sharp, I wouldn't want you to cut your fingers."

The smile is soft, as is his voice: a gentle sound, resonating deeply yet quietly through the room. A simple statement, but one made with all the care of parenthood and a teacher's stern tone.

[primalineage]

He gives a quiet sigh, fingers gently glossing the fabric of the admittedly plain undergarments on the rack -- comfort over fashion when it comes to replacement bras is always his personal preference, though perhaps something with a ribbon here or pattern there.

A sigh, soft and weary: he's been at this for almost two hours now -- the parting of lips, a comment slipping out mostly made to himself.

"Please, just let me find something my size without underwire..."

[primalineage]

No one needs to worry about being left out on Valentine's day: aside from having made a ton of cookies, he is also available as a date for anyone in need (he does have permission from his wife)!

[crwnslyr]

“Is there some sort of...festival or holy day soon? Many of the women seem quite -- excited. I’m afraid I do not understand it.”

[crwnslyr]

“My advice is, simply put, kill him.”

Perhaps the Killer of Kings is not the person to ask for advice: she is, at least, direct in her methods.

[primalineage]

"Have I mentioned how much I love my wife? Because I adore her --"

A vague hand gesture, rapid and flighty: like a couple of birds, really, moving in tandem. (Oh, you have about a minute to get out of this.)

"-- and the short version is that I'd gladly live for her, for as long as I so can."