█ ▌▤ "Oh, I would be more than just a little upset if I couldn't give you any more hugs or enjoy your lovely snacks. Somehow, I d-d-don't think having a potted plant in my bed would be quite as nice as cuddling with you, my heart. Or as warm."
Waverly filled a tea kettle at the small fireplace she had on the other end of the sitting room. She gingerly turned the metal arm into the fire so that it could heat the water, all while she sluggishly made her way to her cabinet to find two matching tea cups. They always had to be matching with her.
▤"It's been far too long since we've had c-company after all," she said, a dreamy tone to her voice. Her eyes were half-lidded and a soft smile was on her face as the drug took effect and made her loose and calm. "Alastair likes you very much, you know. H-he always tells me that I picked a good man, and he's right~"
She sighed contently as she spooned out an even amount of tea leaves, choosing an exotic spice blend that was all the rage in Europe right now.
▤"I would very much like to meet him too. Alastair has only t-t-talked about him briefly, given his new-found secrecies, but h-he said that he's quite brilliant for his young age. P-perhaps he's finally found a kindred spirit who can pull him out of his shell...and out of his arse. I swear, m-my cousin makes me look less neurotic sometimes, and that's a feat."
She laughed as she grabbed the steaming tea kettle with a thick glove and carefully poured their tea, trying her very best not to spill the water. In hindsight, trying to perform delicate actions while getting high was probably not her best idea.
▪▪▪ Sottarfar watched as Waverly hunted through the cabinet for a pair of matching tea cups. It was one of her odd little quirks but...well everyone had some kind of strangeness to them, no matter how much they would claim otherwise. He saw nothing wrong with it, that was just how she was.
█"It has been, hasn't it? Seems we've just kept so busy that time's flown by and we haven't thought to have company over."█ His smile widened, looking a little proud to have gotten such approval. █"Aww. He's very kind to think so, as are you."█
Sottarfar settled back in his seat, smelling a faint hint of the tea leaves and spice in the air as Waverly spooned them out. He was distracted for just a moment, trying to place the spice purely by smell alone - it was a silly thing, but as a botanist he took pride in being able to identify such things. He was distracted by that effort as their conversation continued.
█"Hmhm, I hope that's the case. That is quite the feat, though based on what we've been seeing, I'm not so sure his friend's been as successful in helping those matters."█
In fairness, he didn't know what things were like between Alastair and his friend. Maybe things were better when they were together and he and Waverly had just seen the worst days that Al was having. Based on what he had heard, though, he was wagering that the fellow was potentially even seeing worse than they were.
He looked over as Waverly started trying to pour tea, realizing that that wasn't perhaps the safest decision.
█"Do you need a little help there, dear?"█▪▪▪