[ As usual, it's much slower going for him. He's never quite awake until he has his coffee and it's compounded with the fact that he isn't exactly the quickest on his feet in general. So by the time he's combed his hair into some semblance of tame and washed up a bit, Inej has made some pretty good headway into breakfast already.
(Then again, he might've also. Flopped onto his pillow and muffled an exasperated sound into it. For a few minutes longer than he intended to. He really needs to stop being so stupid.)
The sight of freshly made coffee is a welcome one. One that he focuses on instead of her concentrating by the stove, little Lizabeta all cuddled up to her cheek. He pours them both coffee, making sure she has her favorite mug, and gets a couple plates down. Leaning against the counter, he sips his drink, feeling slightly more human after a few moments.
He's going to miss this. Well, not this as in Inej making breakfast, because that makes him seem archaic. More like having her around in the apartment. He never thought he'd be one to want a roommate, always preferring his space. Yet here he is. ]
You coming back for the holidays? [ It's obviously far off at this point, but it's better than the comment that hovers at the back of his mouth. About how she's beautiful and intelligent and how much he's going to miss her. It feels too telling and he isn't sure how it'll come out. ]
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(Then again, he might've also. Flopped onto his pillow and muffled an exasperated sound into it. For a few minutes longer than he intended to. He really needs to stop being so stupid.)
The sight of freshly made coffee is a welcome one. One that he focuses on instead of her concentrating by the stove, little Lizabeta all cuddled up to her cheek. He pours them both coffee, making sure she has her favorite mug, and gets a couple plates down. Leaning against the counter, he sips his drink, feeling slightly more human after a few moments.
He's going to miss this. Well, not this as in Inej making breakfast, because that makes him seem archaic. More like having her around in the apartment. He never thought he'd be one to want a roommate, always preferring his space. Yet here he is. ]
You coming back for the holidays? [ It's obviously far off at this point, but it's better than the comment that hovers at the back of his mouth. About how she's beautiful and intelligent and how much he's going to miss her. It feels too telling and he isn't sure how it'll come out. ]