( it's in this moment that jase decides that he could watch briar for hours, no matter what he's doing; he has an effortless way about him, the way he moves so easily throughout this space of his, fingers plucking ingredients without taking a single glimpse at the shelves. it's such a silly, simple thing — but jase watches with wide feline eyes, bright as ever, head canted slightly to the side as his gaze flicks down towards those delicate fingers curled tightly around the pestle as each ingredient ends up ground down.
briar is fascinating — just about the epitome of everything that jase is not, with his delicate features and soft voice, his aura that's — okay, and this is cheesy, and he knows it — practically magical, alluring. maybe he's projecting all of his wide-eyed and bushy-tailed amazement onto this boy but ... who could blame him?
his tail flicks back and forth idly and jase nods, probably a weird thing to see a cat do very purposefully, but that's okay. in all honestly, he can't help but start planning his next visit to the café already; he's a sucker. )
Mrr~? ( jase asks, streeetching his neck down so he can sniff at the concoction taking shape within the mortar, too many new and different scents for him to fully parse and identify. so many that it makes him sneeze, a small, pathetic thing, and he sits up straight again, shaking it off.
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briar is fascinating — just about the epitome of everything that jase is not, with his delicate features and soft voice, his aura that's — okay, and this is cheesy, and he knows it — practically magical, alluring. maybe he's projecting all of his wide-eyed and bushy-tailed amazement onto this boy but ... who could blame him?
his tail flicks back and forth idly and jase nods, probably a weird thing to see a cat do very purposefully, but that's okay. in all honestly, he can't help but start planning his next visit to the café already; he's a sucker. )
Mrr~? ( jase asks, streeetching his neck down so he can sniff at the concoction taking shape within the mortar, too many new and different scents for him to fully parse and identify. so many that it makes him sneeze, a small, pathetic thing, and he sits up straight again, shaking it off.
what's in there? )