Tea long since finished and put away, Cosmos sat on the mattress, leafing through one of Narcyz's old textbooks. It was hard to ignore the small whines and gurgles coming from his empty stomach. Cosmos frowned up at the dark sky through the window, wondering where on earth Narcyz was. He jumped, startled, as the sound of the door opening echoed from upstairs. Not caring that he looked like an eager puppy, Cosmos put the book down and went to peek out at the top of the stairs, a small smile growing on his face. "Narcyz?"
He blinked at the despondent look on Narcyz's face, smile slipping a bit, and blinked again at the smell of grease and meat. His stomach growled against his will. Trying to keep his expression from revealing his embarrassment, Cosmos smiled, stepping aside to let Narcyz through. "How was your day? I cleaned up a bit, and reorganized things downstairs. Made it a bit more neat, and dusted a bit. There was a lot of dust. Oh, and a young man came in today, and I gave him a fortune. He seemed pleased with it, and I earned a little money, so I think it turned out... alright." Cosmos trailed off, realizing that he had been blabbing. His composure was a little off; the depressed look in Narcyz's usually bright eyes made Cosmos's chest constrict and it felt as if the room was tilted slightly. A response, a smile, a look, something other than the obvious depression that Narcyz's mind was caught up in.
He blinked at the despondent look on Narcyz's face, smile slipping a bit, and blinked again at the smell of grease and meat. His stomach growled against his will. Trying to keep his expression from revealing his embarrassment, Cosmos smiled, stepping aside to let Narcyz through. "How was your day? I cleaned up a bit, and reorganized things downstairs. Made it a bit more neat, and dusted a bit. There was a lot of dust. Oh, and a young man came in today, and I gave him a fortune. He seemed pleased with it, and I earned a little money, so I think it turned out... alright." Cosmos trailed off, realizing that he had been blabbing. His composure was a little off; the depressed look in Narcyz's usually bright eyes made Cosmos's chest constrict and it felt as if the room was tilted slightly. A response, a smile, a look, something other than the obvious depression that Narcyz's mind was caught up in.