Yuti Kyis did her best not to look too intimidated by the large Auri man but… well it was a challenge. Those eyes were fierce. Still, she’d had her fair share of encounters and at least he seemed to be a friend of L’ania’s. Yuti frowned for a moment at the coat draped over L’ania and then at the man again, a quiet hmm escaping her lips before she approached. “H-hello Stefan, L’ania,” she said politely, before bowing her head to the stranger. “I am Y-Yuti Kyis, a-at your service. S-sorry to bother, but I was hoping to see L’ania b-before I had to go off somewhere.” Her smile widened and she raised the tray into the air. “I b-brought hot chocolate! B-but since it’s Thanalan a-and that’s not very good for the weather, I c-cooled it down so it’s r-really more like regular chocolate and…” she trailed off, blushed and raised the tray again. “A-anyway, I brought enough for everyone!”
Stefan Delvanguard finally looked away from Kyoudo to look at the new arrival. Of course a face he recognized. “Good day to you, Miss Yuti. There is nothing to interrupt I’m afraid. Just telling Miss L’ania’s friend I do not appericate the looks I’ve been getting since I arrived with medicines from the Guild in Ul’dah.” Nodding his head in thanks as he took the offered drink in one hand while his other was still holding medicine bottles.
L’ania Hena ’s tail swished a couple times, relaxing as Kyoudo didn’t seem to be ready to kill Stefan anymore. Her hand was still on his chest, with his hand over hers and she turned it enough to give his hand a soft squeeze of reassurance before pulling away. She grinned happily at Yuti, “Oh you know Stefan? We just met by chance. Her ears wiggled as she introduced Yuti to Kyoudo, “Yuti is one of my dearest friends.” The chocolate made her grin, “Oooooh!” She took it with a small bow of thanks.
Kyoudo Komainu mildly froze as L’ania’s hand squirmed under his to give the bulk of his a squeeze. Reaching for her hand had been one thing, but just like the night before, her doing it of her own volition was enough to cause him to tense. Especially given he had wanted nothing more, just moments prior, to strangle the life out of Stefan with the very hand she touched. No, they were not meant for the gentler things, and he took a step away as her hand retreated. He was grateful for the hot chocolate as it gave his hands a different focus, and the cup shrank considerably from Yuti’s hand to his. He threw himself onto the ground without reservation and despite the frown set on his lips, he stared ahead as he sipped from the very small, petite cup he held with but two fingers.
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