Snippet #1691740

Deget couldn't help but smile at what Drake said. She even relaxed a little and leaned against the door frame as she watched the man ladle out the soup into the bowls. Listening to the man that probably killed her brother speak so kindly- so sweetly- about her beloved older brother. 'Sounds like Zeke,' she thought to herself with a mental chuckle and a shake of her head. 'He and James.. I'm happy that they got along so well.' She couldn't help but think about that.

How much she already had a liking towards the young butler and how the butler had liked her brother.

The woman nodded her head occasionally as a few bangs went to fall to her eyes, shading the look of sadness in them that was covered up by a small lil' smile.

People had always said they were a little like yin and yang at times. Zeke was sweet and kind and loving without questioning anyone- without needing to be asked. Deget was a bit more stubborn, more sharp and more questioning than him with a touch more sass added to her genes. Said Jamaican chuckled and smiled at Drake a bit. "Thank you, Drake," she said quietly with a nod towards him. The touch of the white-haired male's hand under her chin was met with the reaction of Deget stiffening. She slowly relaxed and smiled right back at Drake, eyes kind but sharp. "Thank you- I'm sure my brother has good things to say about you, too," she murmured.

Her eyes sparked slightly at the end- it was just for a moment- but she told him with that little spark what she was thinking. 'I will get you. I will find out what you've done. And if I find out you ever hurt my brother, you're gonna wish you never invited me. But for now, I'm going to be nice and I'm going to like you.'

As the man walked away, Deget let out a quiet breath. "Dammit. That soup smells good," she murmured. Drake was beginning to get the 'acquaintance' title but she still had strong suspicions. The woman touched her necklace- it'd been tucked under her shirt- and sniffled. If only she had Zeke here to enjoy it with... No matter.

Maybe she'd go and get James.