( Shealtiel isn't sure what he's picking up on, but he knows there's something off. He keeps his smile, though it does naturally fade a little, and after another bite of cake he leans on the table a bit. )
Are you... okay?
( It feels like a weird question in the middle of all this, so he tries to clarify a little further. )
I mean, you seem really on edge. ( Despite bringing a cake... her body language and everything. )
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Are you... okay?
( It feels like a weird question in the middle of all this, so he tries to clarify a little further. )
I mean, you seem really on edge. ( Despite bringing a cake... her body language and everything. )