He wonders sometimes if it's just something most Seekers have in common. That they've formed a way of speaking that makes their meaning clear to one another but invites ridicule from those outside. Malcolm and Cassandra and Aleron all seem to understand one another perfectly fine, after all.
Still, that he is to be called handsome by her catches him off-guard. He's never considered the likes of Cassandra in any way other than a strictly professional--if friendly--relationship. So. Obviously it's just her trying to cover for inadvertently saying he looks ill. Obviously. She would never--
Hm. Maybe he should just ignore it as she did. That might be the safer and less embarrassing for the both of them. Still, doesn't keep him from staring for a moment longer and clearing his throat. "Far from it, of course. Just occasionally seeing spirits hanging around everyone. I just hope you're getting adequate rest when you're not under scrutiny. Maker forbid you collapse from pushing yourself too hard when it isn't called for."
He motions to the plate. "Which you have a habit of doing." Pot, meet kettle... "Hence making sure you do eat adequately. You would scarcely believe how busy the kitchen is, though. We'll be burning through quite a few of our herbs and meats and potatoes just throwing together so much tea and stew. And then the cooks complain that some ingredients are going missing or ending up in the oddest of places... But, those are things to consider once this illness has passed and our roads are cleared. For now we can only take care of our own and be glad to be able to do that much."
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Still, that he is to be called handsome by her catches him off-guard. He's never considered the likes of Cassandra in any way other than a strictly professional--if friendly--relationship. So. Obviously it's just her trying to cover for inadvertently saying he looks ill. Obviously. She would never--
Hm. Maybe he should just ignore it as she did. That might be the safer and less embarrassing for the both of them. Still, doesn't keep him from staring for a moment longer and clearing his throat. "Far from it, of course. Just occasionally seeing spirits hanging around everyone. I just hope you're getting adequate rest when you're not under scrutiny. Maker forbid you collapse from pushing yourself too hard when it isn't called for."
He motions to the plate. "Which you have a habit of doing." Pot, meet kettle... "Hence making sure you do eat adequately. You would scarcely believe how busy the kitchen is, though. We'll be burning through quite a few of our herbs and meats and potatoes just throwing together so much tea and stew. And then the cooks complain that some ingredients are going missing or ending up in the oddest of places... But, those are things to consider once this illness has passed and our roads are cleared. For now we can only take care of our own and be glad to be able to do that much."