Log; Ongoing

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When; Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Rating; G?
Characters; Abel Nightroad (whofelltoearth), Kyrie (sing_my_faith)
Summary; Abel keeps Kyrie company on a grocery run. In exchange for brownies.
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It wasn't that she was short, it was simply that Abel was exceptionally tall. Could anything be out of reach for him? Thus far nothing had been, not that too much had been out of Kyrie's reach. Still, it was nice to be shopping with someone that could see the top shelf clearly and find out if any of the items that appeared to be sold out were merely pushed toward the back and out of her line of sight.

And he was good company--he didn't seem to mind going with her on the errand. The extra pair of hands came in handy. Kyrie didn't have to stop and wonder how she was going to get everything back to the apartment.

The only snag came in trying to pick which kind of brownies she was going to make for Abel, in return for his help. The variety was a bit daunting--chocolate fudge, or the ones with chocolate fudge chunks? Or maybe the caramel swirl brownies?

"What do you think, Father?" Well, they were for him, after all. It only made sense to ask.

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The chatter didn't bother Kyrie, even if it was leaps and bounds different from anyone she'd known prior to the priest. Credo hadn't been a chatterbox by any stretch of the imagination, and it's certainly not a label anyone would attach to Nero. Still, it's a kind of pleasant background noise, even if she does occasionally feel bad about tuning him out. She's never sure if he expects her to listen the whole time, or if he's simply talking to fill up the spaces between actual conversation.

Though it's clear her question caught him off guard, so she smiles a bit sheepishly when she replies, motioning to the rows of brownie mixes they're standing in front of.

"About what kind of brownies you might want?"

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He leaned over when Kyrie clarified her question, one gloved hand wrapping around her shoulder as he moved to peer at the shelf in front of them, the other hand still lightly holding the 'for your convenience' basket. Abel was still embarrassed over having not really been paying attention to Kyrie, and hopefully she wouldn't notice the cringe in his expression if she could only see the bottom of his jaw.

Kyrie, of all the people he knew, could use to be listened as of late. Especially seeing as the one person she was closest to was currently missing in action.

He cleared his throat.

"Something simple. Don't bother with fancy things with me, it's like buying expensive chocolates for someone who's just as happy with a jawbreaker. You really don't need to go to the trouble at all, actually. Everything considered."