You were painting Tavros's nails, the soft, wet black brush brushing over his yellow nails quickly covering them in your blood colour nail polish. Tavros watched your facial expressions and your own hand hold the nail polish brush. 'Lovefool' by 'The Cardigans.' was playing as Tinkerbull flew around you two. Tavros liked you; there was no denying that he truly had red feelings for you, but he just couldn't get out the right words, so hanging out with you closely would be the best other option. Your hand was intertwined with his, holding the bronze-blooded trolls warm, sweaty hand. so he wouldn't shake as much; it wasn't your business on why he was shaking so much; best not to ask him; his cheeks turned a faint bronze colour; you treated him with such respect; it was a nice pace for a change.    "nO WORRIES, tAKE ALL THE TIME YOU NEED! }:)"