I'm ready to bleed to make amends
And sleep in this dirt we call our bed
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To fall and rewrite the bitter end
The cup that was placed before him wasn’t nearly the strangest thing he had seen today. It was an item he hadn’t used before, curved and water tight. He first awkwardly poked his tongue towards the liquid, understanding that he was to consume it. It was hot! Hot liquid wasn’t unpleasant, it was just unexpected. He pulled an odd expression as he attempted to daintley lick the liquid from the cup. It was slow, but he didn’t want to spill anything else on her floor or waste the medicine. The flavour was intense, but something sweet lingered in the background. How did she make the liquid hot anyway? Maybe it had something to do with the sounds she had made during preparing it. He hadn’t heard anyone make those kinds of noises before, perhaps they were also magical?
Not only was the floating rag uncomfortable when it touched his skin. Observing a floating rag in itself was outside of Aeon’s comfort zone. What was and wasn’t possible was challenged every day since falling down that blasted mountain. At least she wasn’t making him drink more of the warm liquid out of the strange container. That had taken a degree of effort! Food however was a welcome and effective distraction. The tray of snacks was also intriguing and going to be a challenge to consume. For a non-magical creature there were many challenges in fitting in smoothly.
There were various shaped items that appeared like they had grown on a tree. There were different coloured and decorated crunchy shapes. He reached for a crunchy shape first. The outer coating flaked in his mouth and he coughed trying not to wheeze on the flakes. The taste however was much better than the tea. Medication aside, the snack would have made the medication worth it. It would however help if he didn’t inhale his food. The inside was soft and satisfyingly sweet. This was his new favourite. Perhaps until the next one he tried, maybe that would be his new favourite then.
After regaining his composure from failing to eat properly, he rasped “Don’t stop, it hurts but let's get it done with.” His mind immediately turned back to the food. Eyeing a different shaped grown object. It was an orange colour and had a firm texture. This was surely something he could eat without embarrassing himself. He took a bite into it, then proceeded to crunch it. This was something much more similar to what he was used to eating. It still wasn’t as good as the crunchy shaped sweet thing.
ooc: @Caelum
