[ While he is secretly very wary, Chloe lets her lead him along. (The spot she finds is hopefully not entirely deserted. He’s not too fond of being alone with strangers.) He peers curiously at the thermos because he has never seen one before. He has never met a female doctor before, so he’s also peering at her as well with the same confusion. (He’s an immortal who’s been sealed in a tower by an asshole king for over 600 years, gender equality is the thing that doesn’t exist, not unusually blue eyes.)
The tea is sort of familiar at least (he’s from a place that’s a little British, a little more Italian) and that’s a comfort.
And he snaps out of looking at her oddly. Because how unusual that may be, he doesn’t want to be rude. ]
It should do that. Thank you, Dr. Magnus. I’m Chloe d’Martel, I seem to have wandered into this place tonight.
no subject
The tea is sort of familiar at least (he’s from a place that’s a little British, a little more Italian) and that’s a comfort.
And he snaps out of looking at her oddly. Because how unusual that may be, he doesn’t want to be rude. ]
It should do that. Thank you, Dr. Magnus. I’m Chloe d’Martel, I seem to have wandered into this place tonight.