[Kell chuckles. He swats Wilhelm's hand away. The whole commotion gets them a true death stare from older lady that was just finishing her purchase when they entered the shop. She leaves in a cloud of righteous indignation for scandalous behavior of youth these days. Kell shoots Wilhelm a wicked grin. Delinquents both of them.]
Chocolate then!
[Kell raises an eyebrow when he notices Wilhelm taking out his coin purse. On no, you won't. He's well aware the out of them two he's the one with any serious money.]
Put it back. I invited you, so it's on me.
[Before Wilhelm has a chance to protest or say anything, Kell goes to the counter to order them one peach, one chocolate cheesecake. When the sweet older man behind the counter compliments him on being a good older brother, Kell doesn't correct him. He pays, picks up their pastries, wishes the man good day and rushes Wilhelm out of the door. He doesn't think Wilhelm would greatly protest to being taken for his brother, but he might say something. And even if only for this brief moment Kell wants to pretend they're just two youngsters out for mischief, and not a pair of unrelated, but equally traumatized princes from faraway worlds, fresh out of three weeks of torture.]
no subject
[Kell chuckles. He swats Wilhelm's hand away. The whole commotion gets them a true death stare from older lady that was just finishing her purchase when they entered the shop. She leaves in a cloud of righteous indignation for scandalous behavior of youth these days. Kell shoots Wilhelm a wicked grin. Delinquents both of them.]
Chocolate then!
[Kell raises an eyebrow when he notices Wilhelm taking out his coin purse. On no, you won't. He's well aware the out of them two he's the one with any serious money.]
Put it back. I invited you, so it's on me.
[Before Wilhelm has a chance to protest or say anything, Kell goes to the counter to order them one peach, one chocolate cheesecake. When the sweet older man behind the counter compliments him on being a good older brother, Kell doesn't correct him. He pays, picks up their pastries, wishes the man good day and rushes Wilhelm out of the door. He doesn't think Wilhelm would greatly protest to being taken for his brother, but he might say something. And even if only for this brief moment Kell wants to pretend they're just two youngsters out for mischief, and not a pair of unrelated, but equally traumatized princes from faraway worlds, fresh out of three weeks of torture.]