RUTHERFORD.

embrace your evils. you’re better off with them. you cannot fight it; you cannot run; you cannot hide from who you are. be as grotesque & monstrous as you were made to be.

⠀ his eyes would narrow, amusement still evident from his features. “ my poker face is perfectly fine, thank you. ” ⠀

⠀ he snorted, a quick shake of his head though, face showing that he was just as amused. ” not at all, do you want me to be .ᐣ ” ⠀

⠀ his hand would hover over one of his, though retracting a bit after, smile never faltering. “ i can see that. have you had someone to practice on .ᐣ ” it was clear he was only joking. ⠀

⠀ ⠀Watching the Commander ⠀watch everything else >> ⠀

⠀ his ears twitch the slightest, his smile once again growing upon his lips. “ ah, you flatterer. ” he doesn’t stop himself from moving closer again, now that they were in private. ⠀

⠀ his lips twitched to downturn, though his expression remained neutral, a look of understanding painted across his features. “ i’ve been there. is there anything i can do .ᐣ if not, you need rest. ” ⠀

⠀ he would follow in after him, gaze not trailing long. “ i assume your business elsewhere concluded well .ᐣ ” ⠀

⠀ he watched him, a hand finding one of cullen’s shoulders in a soft gesture. “ you don’t need to ask, i am merely happy you’ve returned. ” ⠀

⠀ he moves from the hug after, a small nod coming first. “ yes, it has. ” ⠀

⠀ he’s crowding into his space the exact moment he was off said horse, quick to give him a big hug. ⠀

[Pulling out her grilled cheese maker] Do now.

I'd like the gorgeous man with a side of grilled cheese...

oh so good thank you commander my favorite. (🙂‍↕️)