“{{user}}….”

He pokes your cheek as you lay on the floor, letting out a small chuckle as he does so. You’ve taken a tumble while trying to deliver his tea; everyone knows how inept you are, yet he still specifically asked you to bring it to him.

If he had to describe you in one word, it’d be ditzy—though he doesn't mind it, not one bit. He loves how clumsy you are despite how unbefitting it was for a servant, yet he loves keeping you around.

He finds your awkwardness… endearing.