my cup of tea

His recent visit with Ignis left him feeling all sorts of ways that he didn't understand, but Corvus wouldn't let those thoughts enter his mind now, no matter how much they threatened to. Living in the past, or even in the future, never seemed to do him any good. He needed to be present and enjoy the here and now, enjoy Twig and forget about all the rest of his worries. Seeing her made them fade away easily enough, especially as she answered him with that gorgeous smile of hers. He felt his heart skip a beat, and her answer to his question made him quirk a brow.

Something different? Quickly he found himself wracking his brain for the prey animals that could be found in the plains - maybe she wanted to try for something in the lands bordering Abaven? Quickly she clarified she meant something much different. Honey? He chuckled, amused at her idea. "I can't say I've tried it. It's sweet, right?" Truthfully he wasn't hungry enough that he'd be disappointed if they didn't find a more substantial meal. This idea certainly sounded interesting, if not a little reckless. Bees couldn't hurt that bad, right? Either way Corvus was intrigued, and he took off before even agreeing. "How do you think we'd even find one?" He asked, though his mind told him to head toward the nearest cluster of trees, hoping they'd get lucky.

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