Silence, you Uneducated Peanut

Rafael leaned against the doorframe, his trademark smirk softened by genuine concern as he watched Addy wrestle with her emotions. The tension in her voice didn’t surprise him—moving was always a hassle, but this felt like something more, something deeper.

Yeah, moving sucks, he replied, his tone light but laced with empathy. It’s like the universe’s way of reminding us that we’re never really in control of anything. One minute you’re settled, the next, everything’s in boxes, and nothing feels quite right.

He stepped into the room, casually tossing the Tevinter Ball Puzzle onto a nearby chair before crossing over to her, clearly she was in no mood for the puzzle he’d brought. But hey, it’s just stuff, right? I mean, I get it, though—those things are pieces of your life. But they’re just things. You? You’re still here, still standing. And that’s what matters.

Rafael settled beside her on the window seat, close enough to offer comfort but giving her the space she needed. He glanced out the window, taking in the chaotic scene outside with a sigh.

It’s okay to be pissed off about it. About all of it, he continued, his voice dropping to a more serious tone. The running, the uncertainty, all the crap that’s been thrown your way—it’s enough to make anyone lose their mind. But you’re tougher than that, Addy. I know you are. And I’m here, alright? You’re not going through this alone.

He reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face, his touch gentle, almost hesitant. We’ll get through this. We’ll get back to Antiva, and we’ll figure it out. Together.

Rafael paused, letting his words sink in before he flashed her a small grin, the familiar mischievous spark returning to his eyes. And if your brother tries to pull any of his sycophant nonsense, well, you know I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve to deal with that.

@Adaria Campana