Eli
Eli murmured, shaking his head with a small frown. Fairies? Another silly idea, sounding a little ridiculous to him, no- he knew that it was a genetic fault, something easily corrected yet hadn't been, making him out to be a 'slummer'. But damn it, she wasn't to know, he sighed, giving her a glance yet again. "Well, thanks, Phoebe- it means something at least. But you don't have to worry 'bout my troubles." came the response, looking at her hand on his arm for a moment.
He looked back up to her, inhaling, quickly moving on to something a little less emotional "Is that pie done yet? It smells pretty good to be honest." he said with a smile- and he wasn't wrong, the air did have the mistakable scent of cooked dough with a savoury twist, it was even pushing back the smell of herbs and spices that practically permeated the air in her clinic.
He looked back up to her, inhaling, quickly moving on to something a little less emotional "Is that pie done yet? It smells pretty good to be honest." he said with a smile- and he wasn't wrong, the air did have the mistakable scent of cooked dough with a savoury twist, it was even pushing back the smell of herbs and spices that practically permeated the air in her clinic.
"Si vis pacem, para bellum." - If you want peace, prepare for war.
