[The first thing to notice about this little... fae? Is that she's clearly sleepy. It's the afternoon, and she's still half out of it.
Okay, not everyone is a morning person, sure, but with how her ponytails look about to tumble free and with how blearily she's looking around at everything, this goes past just not being a morning person.
And really, he's almost content to leave her to it - after ducking into the kitchen to grab a blood bag from the fridge (ew... but he's making do here without any willing donors as yet...) but then she seems to settle on... bread.
Plain bread.]
Surely toast would make a better breakfast, no?
[We're putting a pin in that 'magic' comment to put out feelers on if she knows what a toaster even is. Or does.]
oh she eepy...!
Okay, not everyone is a morning person, sure, but with how her ponytails look about to tumble free and with how blearily she's looking around at everything, this goes past just not being a morning person.
And really, he's almost content to leave her to it - after ducking into the kitchen to grab a blood bag from the fridge (ew... but he's making do here without any willing donors as yet...) but then she seems to settle on... bread.
Plain bread.]
Surely toast would make a better breakfast, no?
[We're putting a pin in that 'magic' comment to put out feelers on if she knows what a toaster even is. Or does.]