[ He relaxes when Lien leaves to go give Ai her food, deflating just slightly to settle against the counter and pull a hand through his hair. Heaving a light breath, he closes his eyes and listens to the voices in the other room, eases the tension in his shoulders a bit more when he hears laughter, and then goes to settle on one of the chairs in the living room.
It's not his intention to brood— again, a knight should never trouble their Master because of personal trouble— but he looks a little younger than he does when his stoicism wins over, head resting back against cushions to give himself a little comfort. ]
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It's not his intention to brood— again, a knight should never trouble their Master because of personal trouble— but he looks a little younger than he does when his stoicism wins over, head resting back against cushions to give himself a little comfort. ]