saiden
"Uh huh." Saiden scratched the back of his head then grinned. "Well alright then. Always happy to avoid steps." Pulling out the bracelet, he placed with gingerly near the flowers and Sunjata. Stepping back, the cook cast his head back at the night sky. "Hope you like it, Safrin."
When the Arbiter revealed he was sick, the Hali's head swiveled to look at the other man. Taking another step back, Saiden frowned and crossed his arms. "Sick? Sick how?" He examined Sunjata from a distance, eyes sweeping over the sheen of sweat on the Arbiter's skin, the circles under the other man's eyes, and all the other telltale signs of illness.
When the Arbiter revealed he was sick, the Hali's head swiveled to look at the other man. Taking another step back, Saiden frowned and crossed his arms. "Sick? Sick how?" He examined Sunjata from a distance, eyes sweeping over the sheen of sweat on the Arbiter's skin, the circles under the other man's eyes, and all the other telltale signs of illness.
