Theo was afraid of losing him. But he wasn't going anywhere, was he? He'd made it this far. He was going to keep on living, damn it. He chuckled, but it was hollow-sounding. "Survived this long, haven't I? Wasn't my first time close to dying. Sure it won't be my last. But I'm alive, and I intend to keep it that way for a while yet. So don't worry. I'm not going anywhere — except to get you some food first. Otherwise I'll have to hold your hair back later while you cry whiskey drunk over a basin. And neither of us wants that."
He graced the man with a secret and loving smile before allowing his face to fall and turning back towards the party. A short time later, nobles successfully navigated, he returned with a small plate and another drink. The plate he handed to Theo. The drink, he held onto. "Eat first," he said.
He graced the man with a secret and loving smile before allowing his face to fall and turning back towards the party. A short time later, nobles successfully navigated, he returned with a small plate and another drink. The plate he handed to Theo. The drink, he held onto. "Eat first," he said.