Grace
What looked to be a smile was on her lips. Grace had already finished eating her breakfast when Baghodat came down. From the look of embarrassment on his face Grace could tell he just wanted to die. “Good morning to you to” a slight smirk on her lips. Grace rested her chin on the palms of her hands and watched with interest as Baghodat ate the food she made for him. There was only silence for a while so Grace finally took the reign and started a conversation, but seeing as it was Grace who had seen it there was no doubt she’d mess with him a bit. “So how is it down there? Were you finally able to calm it down?” a teasing smile curling the tips of her mouth.
She let her words sink in for a little bit, basking in his emotional state before continuing her teasing. “Say you weren’t peeking while I showered did you? Grace looked away from him while taking the butter knife in her hands. Grace then glanced back at him furtively, “Although I don’t mind if you had a little peek. You’re more than welcome to later but if I catch you, she paused for affect, “let’s just say you won’t have to worry about little Baghodat anymore.” Grace leaned back in her chair, knife in hand while she twirled it in her fingers. The tip of her tongue peeked out from the corner of her lips. This was a slightly different side to her, possibly the most he’ll ever see to her acting as a normal girl would, what with her constantly glancing at him then away furtively. All the while Grace’s mind worked quickly, assessing Baghodat’s reactions to her “suggestions”.