( he is not LITTLE he is a PERFECTLY AVERAGE HEIGHT )

Why is it surprising? You’ve been infuriating since the day you— woke up.

( met was almost the word, there, but that wouldn’t have been wholly accurate. scared the fuck out of him, sure. but in those first blissful days, before esi regained consciousness and kirma was none-the-wiser as to what he’d picked up in the forest, things weren’t so bad.

still. isn’t he enjoying this just a bit too much? kirma supposes that was the whole point— a trap that he’d walked into without a thought, as usual. already a regular occurrence, it seems to be happening more and more these days. could he blame the house for that one, too? his grip on esi’s wrist tightens enough that his finally-regrowing nails dig in with points. )

Here’s what I’m curious about.

( steering them towards the bedroom, now. kiki and ollie better make themselves scarce. )

How does the crown prince debase himself so easily, here? ( just because he sees the trap being sprung doesn’t mean he’ll try to resist it. ) After all your complaints about mingling with us casteless folk…

( said complaints are many months old, even without their time in this place counted— but still. )