"You look, ah…“ Incredible is the word on the tip of his
tongue, and Balfour wants so badly to ask what would ever
possess somebody to get tattoos quite like that. But some
voice in the back of his head that sounds suspiciously like
his mother reminds him that even Prince-Consorts must
watch their manners. Especially Prince-Consorts.
A shame.
He wants so badly to ask.

"Hungry.”
Not his best save, but there have been worse.
Before the other had even managed to finish his thoughts, Fenris had known what had been on his mind. More often than...