04-09-2019, 07:01 PM
The girls were taking food and Nox was more than happy to feed more. It had once been only him and Aurora. But at Dorian's he'd enjoyed the kitchen. It was an excellent kitchen, he'd miss that most.
But this would do for now. Until he found someplace more suitable. But a familiar voice pulled Nox from his happy moments only to smile brighter when he saw Raffe standing in the doorway. "Always for you." He flirted. Nox remembered his promise. But he couldn't help flirting, it came naturally as breathing, and now that even extended to men. Nox wondered if it had ever not extended to men. He didn't feel different. At least not until he realized what he was doing.
Nox held up a paper plate, because that was all he had right now, and a plastic fork. "Help yourself. it's not exactly gourmet, but it's edible." Nox plated his own. He might have to make more if he was feeding a crowd. The thought made him happy too. At least he could provide some service everyone would enjoy.
It wasn't exactly Nox's favorite meal, but he was impressed with himself and what he'd accomplished with little equipment. There might be other practical things to do than kill things with his power he thought to himself. Which made the smile stay. The last few days had been far better than the past few months. Something was bound to destroy it, but Nox told himself he'd hold on to new friends for as long as possible.
But this would do for now. Until he found someplace more suitable. But a familiar voice pulled Nox from his happy moments only to smile brighter when he saw Raffe standing in the doorway. "Always for you." He flirted. Nox remembered his promise. But he couldn't help flirting, it came naturally as breathing, and now that even extended to men. Nox wondered if it had ever not extended to men. He didn't feel different. At least not until he realized what he was doing.
Nox held up a paper plate, because that was all he had right now, and a plastic fork. "Help yourself. it's not exactly gourmet, but it's edible." Nox plated his own. He might have to make more if he was feeding a crowd. The thought made him happy too. At least he could provide some service everyone would enjoy.
It wasn't exactly Nox's favorite meal, but he was impressed with himself and what he'd accomplished with little equipment. There might be other practical things to do than kill things with his power he thought to himself. Which made the smile stay. The last few days had been far better than the past few months. Something was bound to destroy it, but Nox told himself he'd hold on to new friends for as long as possible.