06-17-2018, 11:34 PM
Simply sitting back and watching as he prepares the tea, Aizawa takes a quick whiff of it, his nerves quickly calmed at the scent. He's also pretty glad to no longer be talking about such emotional topics, but he was open to it if Izuku ever wanted to talk about it more. He didn't want him to feel like he was alone in what he was feeling--truthfully, he was dealing with his own burdens. But that wasn't too important, at least not right now.
He murmurs a 'thank you' as the cup is pushed towards him, pausing a moment to try and figure out how to drink it. Then he just crouches down and laps at it after adding the Goldenrod, deciding it would be difficult to try and hold it. He's slightly hesitant, since he isn't sure if he'll be able to keep it down, but he also trusts the maine coon's knowledge. He wouldn't have been made a Tenderfoot if he didn't know what he was doing. It is a bit bitter, but he doesn't mind. He even likes it that way somewhat, as he's always had a bit of a taste for bitter things.
It doesn't take the lion long to finish it, glancing up as he goes on. He can't help but grin smugly. "You're in quite the rush to get rid of me," he jokes as he sits back up, running his tongue over his lips. He definitely wouldn't mind staying for tea, especially since he was ill and couldn't do much--and drinking tea was always a good way to pass time.
"SPEECH"
He murmurs a 'thank you' as the cup is pushed towards him, pausing a moment to try and figure out how to drink it. Then he just crouches down and laps at it after adding the Goldenrod, deciding it would be difficult to try and hold it. He's slightly hesitant, since he isn't sure if he'll be able to keep it down, but he also trusts the maine coon's knowledge. He wouldn't have been made a Tenderfoot if he didn't know what he was doing. It is a bit bitter, but he doesn't mind. He even likes it that way somewhat, as he's always had a bit of a taste for bitter things.
It doesn't take the lion long to finish it, glancing up as he goes on. He can't help but grin smugly. "You're in quite the rush to get rid of me," he jokes as he sits back up, running his tongue over his lips. He definitely wouldn't mind staying for tea, especially since he was ill and couldn't do much--and drinking tea was always a good way to pass time.
"SPEECH"