[He would eat whatever she put in front of him, and he wouldn't mind the change over. He was scribbling notations in his accounts book while he could hear Jinx cooking in the kitchen, unaware of her accidents with the knife at this time. He would discover those little accidents soon enough once he rose from the couch.
He lifted his head from where it was over his book at her question, slowly closing the pages and cover together so that he could put it aside on the coffee table.] I'll eat at the table with you.
[He pushed himself to his lightly bandaged feet and made the short journey to the kitchen after looking at the dining room table. It took him longer than usual still, but he leaned on the door leading into the kitchen first.] Do you want me to set the... where is that blood coming from?
[His mismatched gaze looked over her fingers, and he moved further into the room, reaching out to take his hands.] Let me see, Jinx.
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Date: 2024-07-15 02:50 am (UTC)[He would eat whatever she put in front of him, and he wouldn't mind the change over. He was scribbling notations in his accounts book while he could hear Jinx cooking in the kitchen, unaware of her accidents with the knife at this time. He would discover those little accidents soon enough once he rose from the couch.
He lifted his head from where it was over his book at her question, slowly closing the pages and cover together so that he could put it aside on the coffee table.] I'll eat at the table with you.
[He pushed himself to his lightly bandaged feet and made the short journey to the kitchen after looking at the dining room table. It took him longer than usual still, but he leaned on the door leading into the kitchen first.] Do you want me to set the... where is that blood coming from?
[His mismatched gaze looked over her fingers, and he moved further into the room, reaching out to take his hands.] Let me see, Jinx.