Morgan | 067

[intendance]

a;

[You know, no matter what you're doing or where you are, there's a peppy tactician trailing you.

She probably thinks she's sneaky.

(She's not.)

But she'll follow you for awhile, and if you confront her on it, she just beams and throws up her hands and--]

Congratulations! You're really good at this!

[really good at what....do you even want to ask...]

b;

[Alternatively, it's dinner time, and here's Morgan inching towards your food.

This can only end in tears.]

Heyyyyy.... are you going to eat all of that?

[The only ending to this is Morgan taking all of your food, give in now.]

Comments

[intendance]

[You're a good soul, Kakyoin. Honestly, she hadn't intended to steal his fabulous (by Haven standards, anyway) meal, but the smell was so good and then her feet brought her here and...

She beams at the offer.]

Really? Is that really okay? It looks pretty tasty, and you do have a lot of muscles that need feeding!

[no, she totally wants it; her eyes are on the food.]

[splashdamage]

[ he can't help laughing at that, giving her a slightly teasing smirk. ]

So you say, but you have the eyes of a wolf looking at a sheep.

[ he splits the toast slowly, carefully, so he doesn't spill the beans, then pauses as he glances over the two halves. of course, he hands morgan the one that's just a little bigger. ]

Besides, I'm not that big. Especially compared to my friends. Isn't it more that you're on the ... [ short ] -- delicate side?

[intendance]

[Everyone's big compared to Morgan, it's true.... but Kakyoin's got the build of a fighter too, and one who's much bigger than Morgan (again, see: everyone).]

I'm not delicate!

[She takes the half eagerly, beaming up at him, but speaks before she takes a bite.]

I'm the perfect Morgan-size! And you're the perfect Kakyoin-size, so you see, it all works out perfectly!

[Because it means she can sit on his shoulders, mostly. And then she beams down at her food.]

Thanks for the meaaaaal, Kakyoin!

[And she takes a bite.]