An eventful night followed by a quiet morning, something which all can agree is a much preferred state of affairs. Though a quiet night AND morning would have been better still, beggars cannot be choosers.
Hands still cradling his cup, the Master's eyes are initially closed when Ventus sneaks a peek into the kitchen proper - though that growling stomach gave Ven's approach away long before he poked his head around the door! While his pose gives the appearance that he is unperturbed, truthfully Eraqus is using the moment to still his emotions.
The last time he saw his blond student prior to the pre-dawn hours of Tuesday, it had been a very very different parting. One he is less than proud of, and given his reactions to.. ..To the young man that wasn't Ventus but worse his face, Eraqus would not blame him if he chose to walk away rather than stay.
But part of him hopes, anyway. Tired grey eyes open, and the faintest lines of a smile form around the stern lines of his mouth. "Good morning, Ventus."
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Hands still cradling his cup, the Master's eyes are initially closed when Ventus sneaks a peek into the kitchen proper - though that growling stomach gave Ven's approach away long before he poked his head around the door! While his pose gives the appearance that he is unperturbed, truthfully Eraqus is using the moment to still his emotions.
The last time he saw his blond student prior to the pre-dawn hours of Tuesday, it had been a very very different parting. One he is less than proud of, and given his reactions to.. ..To the young man that wasn't Ventus but worse his face, Eraqus would not blame him if he chose to walk away rather than stay.
But part of him hopes, anyway. Tired grey eyes open, and the faintest lines of a smile form around the stern lines of his mouth. "Good morning, Ventus."