The aroma of food being cooked slowly made its way to the nostrils of Cayde. Regardless of loving noodles, he is still human and enjoys a well cooked meal. He closes his eyes in content, enjoying the smell, while Keira sets up the table for everyone to actually eat. She took her seat, as she normally did, next to him. Cayde remembers once upon a time that this annoyed him. Keira was bright and cheerful, while Cayde enjoyed solitude and darkness. Once more, he remarks how time has changed.
"Y'know-" He begins to speak, turning to face his good friend before realizing something is amiss.
Keira's eyes gazed upon her plate, lost and aimless, almost like in a trance. The way her face began to slowly crumble to show the sadness in her heart made it clear to Cayde.
'So, it really is bothering you still...' Why wouldn't it? Cayde never knew his real father and the one who took up the role now has done so remarkably well. If something had happened to his mother, however, it would break him. Same with his sister. So, in this way, he can sympathize with Keira.
Seeing if it helps, he moves the plate away from him and out of her sight.
"Hey" Cayde speaks more softly, moving his face so that his eyes stares into hers.
"You okay? If you need space, let me know and I'll take care of it for you." His voice also sounds way more determined and serious. Similar to his time during intense game matches, and for the times of battle, when things needed to be done, he made sure they were done.
"We can't have these guys seeing you like this." Once more, Cayde spoke in a whisper, so that only Keira could hear him.
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