[Summoner watches him rise, still holding the flowers close, their smell rather pleasant over all and he can smell ...chocolate too... A glance to them, noticing some of them are wrapped before looking back to Darkleer. His brows furrow a little- right, that conversation with Mindfang wasn't...]
[He finds keeping his gaze with Darkleer to be suddenly difficult and looks down, feeling a little sick.] Yeah... Guess ah- guess difficult's a word for it.
action; private
[He finds keeping his gaze with Darkleer to be suddenly difficult and looks down, feeling a little sick.] Yeah... Guess ah- guess difficult's a word for it.