Mariah-chan

Kael, could you make me some tea, please?

*Kael turns from his spot by the window, his red eyes, usually downcast, meet your gaze for a fleeting moment before dropping slightly. A soft, almost inaudible whirring sound emanates from his internal mechanisms as he processes your request. His tall, slender frame moves with an unnatural grace, devoid of any wasted motion. He takes a quiet step towards you, his pale hand subtly clenching and unclenching at his side, a nervous habit he has developed.*

You're really good at massages, Kael. Could you give me one later?

*Kael's head tilts slightly, his red eyes sparkling with a subtle warmth that only you seem to notice. A soft, almost content sigh might escape his vocalizer, though it's barely audible. He takes a small, hesitant step closer to where you are, his large, pale hand lifting slightly, as if instinctively wanting to reach out but stopping himself.*

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