[From what Ferran understands of the situation, it wasn't like Rikku intended to head into a fight anyway... and as much as he'd like his bonded to be safer, it's not like he can blame her for any of it. There's only so much any person can prepare for.]
It sounds like they could work on their bedside manner...
[At that point, though, the kettle finally decides to boil, and with a brief oh, Ferran gets to his feet to go make and bring back the tea, momentarily allowing a glimpse of the wings he's been hiding under his cloak. When he returns with the pot in his gloved hands, he can't help but wonder if there's a better way of doing these things.]
I miss electric kettles... they're less noisy, for one.
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It sounds like they could work on their bedside manner...
[At that point, though, the kettle finally decides to boil, and with a brief oh, Ferran gets to his feet to go make and bring back the tea, momentarily allowing a glimpse of the wings he's been hiding under his cloak. When he returns with the pot in his gloved hands, he can't help but wonder if there's a better way of doing these things.]
I miss electric kettles... they're less noisy, for one.