Snippet #1501005

Drake grumbled something about 'too skinny' when both Myr and Amie initially refused his offer of food, but was surprised (in a sense) a few minutes later when the thief plucked the bread right out of his hand. He'd known it was coming a few seconds beforehand, but hey, if it meant she was going to eat something...

He made a minor show of huffing his irritation, but then she asked if he had anything sweet, and his mind returned to the cinnamon- wait, was Myr? Ah, yes, it seemed the monk had found them, and he crossed his arms with false petulance as she handed one to Amie. She offered the other to himself, however, and he broke the act and grinned, splitting it in half before handing one of them back to her.

"You guys want some?" he asked of Shadow and Linde, knowing full well that they would probably refuse anyway but not seeing that as an excuse not to ask in the first place. Contrary to how he might seem to an outsider, her had not been raised without manners. Nor did he mind his friends' flagrant pilfering of his foodstuffs. What was his was theirs as far as Drake was concerned.

Myr pointed out that Amie seemed anxious, and he immediately saw his chance for payback. "Oh, that's just because she wants to see Kain again, obviously. Right, Amie?" He quirked an eyebrow, adopting an expression innocent as the summer sky, as though he had not just asked a question laden with teasing implications or something.