G'raha Tia

★ Muses ★

"I wouldn't say I have a favorite," he hums, arms crossing. "I will attempt to make anything that is asked of me or if I see a new recipe I am interested in, then I will try to learn how to make it."

"I've been cooking more..! It's quite enjoyable to make meals for myself and my fellow Scions."

He's Beaming, tail wagging slightly, ears wiggling.

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That heavy feeling grows heavier and he takes a step forward, swallowing thickly. Then, he rushes forward, arms quickly going around his kit, hugging her close.

"Lyna..! How did you get here..?!"

he turns to the source.

Red eyes slowly widen at the sight of his daughter, his chest tight. Lyna greats him and yet words evade him got a moment, eyes glued to her.

What does he say? What does he /do/? He feared he would never see her again and yet here she was, standing before him.

When he's told there was someone who needs his expertise, G'raha was confused about meeting them in /Tural/ instead of summoning him back to Sharlayan. He teleport between the locations to meet someone, but he's told to wait, so he does.

An ear twitches when he hears someone approaching finally and

He huffs a laugh and shakes his head slightly, tail swaying slowly behind him.

"I will be fine, Aria. You needn't worry about that," he hums, adjusting the scarf until he thinks it looks good. Finally, he pulls his hands back. "How does it feel?"

{He swallows down the mouthful he had and looks at Amelia, tail looping loosely with hers.}

You spoil me plenty, my friend.

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His head tilts slightly at her question, hands resting at the ends of the scarf, yet keeping it resting around her neck.

"Of course it is, why wouldn't it be?" His smile grows slightly, ears twitching as he tugs her forward just a bit. "You're my friend, I want you to be comfortable."

You spoil me.

{His expression softens just a bit, tail bumping against hers before his attention turns back to the food, not hesitating to dig in. Ears perking upright, his tail begins to sway, clearly pleased by the food.}

...what?

get changed, alright?" He looks at her face with a small smile.

"Well, if that's the case.."

Standing straight once more, he looks her over once, then hums. The scarf he normally wears comes off with ease and he carefully wraps it around her shoulders, making sure the ends of it cover the open space in the front of the dress.

"There, keep this until you can

{He visibly perks up, sitting up straighter, tail whipping behind him.}

This looks amazing, Amelia..! {He looks at her with a bright grin.}

{A quiet chuckle, he bites back a slight grin.}

I mean I am being called oblivious when others flirt /with me/, Hades. Not when I flirt with others.

On the First!

{He grumbles, leaning into it.}

Hmph..

Our what--

...it might be a bit distracting, but I can still read to you.

I wouldn't say I'm popular or anything.

Do you want me to answer that?

.

{Buffering. Face red.}

...y-yeah, it is...

I would read to you as many times as you'd like if it's what you desired.

...

{He huffs quietly, looking to the side.}

Supposedly, I'm oblivious to flirting..