brother banger. (inflagrante) wrote in nevermore_logs, |
Oh, he was right about that. Morgause could sense there was something her brother wasn't telling her-- she considered it something only family could do, something she had perfected over the decades. Turning in the chair, only to uncross her legs and then cross them the other way, she maintained that smile, eyes never leaving Arthur's face.
"While the sentiment is lovely, little one, my morning tea is enough to get me through to noon. Now--" She propped an elbow onto the arm of the chair, fingertips brushing the underside of her chin. "You're not too busy for me, are you? Surely you can spare a half hour."