Serving for Two

[Keller]

She had done a mostly effective job of concealing her shaking hands, but the cutlery would betray her with slight rattles of metal against the ceramic plate. He would pretend to be ignorant of it when it occurred with the tea cup upon the saucer. But he felt like feigning ignorance wouldn't help, and he wanted to help her. But bringing it up now would serve to only pressure her. It was better that she healed herself gradually with a passive degree of support.

"I actually don't know. I thought I could try and carry on in Kaze's footsteps, but there's complications involved. Bretonia doesn't trust me, so my attempt at acquiring citizenship is going to require a monumental display of loyalty. I'd like to give my family a home here in the Kingdom. I haven't seen them in a very long time. And as naive as it is, I want them to be proud of what I've become, not afraid." He had stopped eating momentarily to respond and looked her straight in the eyes. It was quite a consistent thing he would do, and he rarely ever broke eye contact in situations such as this. It was clear in his own eyes that he knew she was unsettled, but he would not force the subject.