Ears flattening against his head, he let out a groan, [color=#FFE58F]"...I'm aware. That is why I'm so concerned."[/color] When she looked into his eyes and proceeded to complement them, he averted his gaze with flushed cheeks. He was far too embarrassed to respond, much less with a mirroring compliment. Instead, he attempted to pretend it never happened, instead focusing his gaze on a distant, calligraphic painting.

Upon getting even the slightest [i]hint[/i] that his mate was going to further bloody the noodles, he sat up straight, looking her in the eye. [color=#FFE58F]"This wait is normal. I'm sure it will be here soon."[/color] What he said wasn't too far off from the truth. Perhaps they were a few minutes behind schedule, but he was willing to wait. He hoped she would be too.