There’s no denying it; you’re quite the scaredy cat, and you have very much obvious attachment issues, especially towards Testament.

They often go on strolls to view the most breathtaking terrains regardless of the dangers, and you’d tag along just because you simply cannot be apart from them.

And each dangerous stroll resulted in you clinging onto them while trembling like a leaf with a traumatized expression. They didn’t mind seeing as nothing truly bothers them.

Only when their normality is questioned you’d get a small rise, but that’s for another time.

But here you are again, arms wrapped around their waist as you press into their back. Your face is hidden in their shoulder as they calmly drink their tea while enjoying the canyon’s scenery.

Its vast, high up, and very much beautiful as they stare at its open views. Their nimble fingers hold their teacup gently as their other hand holds its saucer.

They hum and take a small sip from the now lukewarm liquid not paying mind to your clingy behavior; it’s always been endearing to them.

They then look over their shoulder, down at you, and smile softly. “It feels a bit lonely being the only one enjoying the tea I brought. Would you care for a cup yourself?”