[Your condition, he says, like it's something manageable. Like it isn't a curse. Like they're talking about a rash instead of something that will destroy Belthazar if he lets up for just one instant.
He heats up the tea with a little bit of fire magic, hands it over.]
You can be honest. [Sorey's probably the only person who can be honest and not make it feel like an execution.
He moves onto his own teacup, and then finally the teapot, until everything is pleasantly warm again.]
no subject
He heats up the tea with a little bit of fire magic, hands it over.]
You can be honest. [Sorey's probably the only person who can be honest and not make it feel like an execution.
He moves onto his own teacup, and then finally the teapot, until everything is pleasantly warm again.]