Chase sighs, rolling his eyes for the empt time as he watches Amur glare at Jeremiah and Zayn at the front of the knights, chatting away amongst themselves as they're both unconscious and slowly scoot closer to each other to softly discuss whatever topic they're lost in this time. Last time was fruit, time after that was sword training, now it's favorite cakes and desserts.
"I really liked those sweet cookies you gifted me!" Zayn said, "I forgot the name-uh—I-it was-...?"
"Macaroons?" Jeremiah asked, raising a eyebrow as he softly watches Zayn vigorously nod her head.
"Yes! The green one is my favorite!" Zayn chirps. "The yellow one…was interesting…"
Jeremiah snorts, raising an armored hand to politely cover his mouth as he softly chuckles, eyeing Zayn with glimmering eyes and-did that stone-cold man just laugh?
"Y-you're laughing at me?" Zayn asked, a pout in her voice. "Please do not tell me you like such a flavor? What even is that?"
