[ He set the tray down on the desk beside Caleb, and could feel his own wrist tremble in such a way that bespoke of a fair bit of nerves, and then he took a half a step back and surveyed the plate that held the slightly misshapen tarts full of character if not beauty.
And then he saw Caleb looking up at him, with tears and suddenly his heart understood gravity's insistence as his lungs and heart took a slamming nosedive down into his solar-plexus in what could only be construed of as panic. Were they really.. he did not know how to interpret those tears. ] They are not perfect, I know.. they are not the pretty ones that are made at the Stone Dragon.
[ He covered half of his face with his apron, for he was still wearing an apron. Pike had assured him that the tarts would be perfect, had said that they tasted perfect, but he could not get over the aesthetic of it. ]
Pike ah.. told me that they tasted alright-- if you are not put off by what a mess they look?
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Date: 2024-01-07 03:49 am (UTC)[ He set the tray down on the desk beside Caleb, and could feel his own wrist tremble in such a way that bespoke of a fair bit of nerves, and then he took a half a step back and surveyed the plate that held the slightly misshapen tarts full of character if not beauty.
And then he saw Caleb looking up at him, with tears and suddenly his heart understood gravity's insistence as his lungs and heart took a slamming nosedive down into his solar-plexus in what could only be construed of as panic. Were they really.. he did not know how to interpret those tears. ] They are not perfect, I know.. they are not the pretty ones that are made at the Stone Dragon.
[ He covered half of his face with his apron, for he was still wearing an apron. Pike had assured him that the tarts would be perfect, had said that they tasted perfect, but he could not get over the aesthetic of it. ]
Pike ah.. told me that they tasted alright-- if you are not put off by what a mess they look?