Isaac pulled Vex over to one of the lawn chairs, sitting himself down and pulling Vex down into his lap. He took the beers out of the Fae's hand and put them on the table, then wrapped his arms around Vex's waist. His blue eyes were quiet, pensive, before he finally spoke.
"All right ... well, I'm open to ideas. What can we do to help you, to make sure you don't starve?" He asked finally, his young face solemn. "I don't want you killing yourself to protect us."
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Date: 2015-04-01 04:34 am (UTC)"All right ... well, I'm open to ideas. What can we do to help you, to make sure you don't starve?" He asked finally, his young face solemn. "I don't want you killing yourself to protect us."