[Dezel's a little surprised at the hand covering his but he's more surprised at the flutter in his chest. Sorey seems so happy, at least for the moment. The wind seraph doesn't mince words and he doesn't make empty promises; he fully intends to train the former Shepherd.]
I'm sure you can handle it.
[He lingers in the warmth Sorey's hand provides for just a moment too long, and then he carefully pulls away.]
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I'm sure you can handle it.
[He lingers in the warmth Sorey's hand provides for just a moment too long, and then he carefully pulls away.]
Your food's getting cold.