Elwin giggled, trying not to be to loud, "Stop you, you going to make me choke on my delicious coffee." He laughed playfully swatting at his hand, but he was worried about Roshia. She did indeed look sick, but there was something more to it. He could feel something in their twin bond, thought it was faint. She was hiding something. When she came out and asked that he come to her house to talk he was excited. He hadn't been over since he left her the cake. She never talked about it or thanked him. It hurt, but he expected it.
"Sorry about that, where were we? Hmm, what are you two doing for the festivals?"