He breaks into a smile. It does not lift all the exhaustion; still, it is solid, unwavering.
"As you are," he agrees. "I am honored to call you a friend."
He drinks more of his tea, then digs the heel of his palm into one eye and utters a tired laugh. "Aiya, Ninth, I feel as if you deserve a secret or three from me, but I have no good ones to give."
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Date: 2020-09-18 12:07 am (UTC)"As you are," he agrees. "I am honored to call you a friend."
He drinks more of his tea, then digs the heel of his palm into one eye and utters a tired laugh. "Aiya, Ninth, I feel as if you deserve a secret or three from me, but I have no good ones to give."