The context of how polite Akira was made Christine crease her eyebrows together, looking back at Josh and then the younger man. "Please. You can call me Christine. I'm most likely going to be in another area of the castle, although i did want to meet you."
Josh kept his arm around Akira, tightening it a bit when he saw he was nervous, and feeling his body almost shaking from his emotions. "Why don't you go ahead and eat with the others. We'll return later. I really do appreciate this though, it looks amazing."
Sangre smiled as he set it down, already leaving some in the kitchen for the two once they felt like eating. "Pleasure is all mine. I'm glad you're back." The cook said with a faint smile.
Christine parted her lips, hesitating for a moment before speaking. "I had in mind an idea of staying here for some time. I used to situate myself in your mothers room before she passed…and I'd ask if I may do that again."
Josh looked a little surprised, bee living she would only visit for one day, or a single night, but for longer? He glanced at Akira, hoping he wouldn't be fearful the entire time she stayed, but he couldn't help himself from nodding. She was his only family left after all, and she was doing her best with the both of them, so he had to make it work.
"Of course." He said before grasping a hold of Akira's hand. "We'll come back and speak later to them. For now, I must head back to my room and put a few things together, see Lady and cuddle with the man I have missed these past few days." Josh said quietly, only low enough for Akira to hear.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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