[Nero continues examining the book as Vergil... well. Exposits about it, with great passion and thorough detail. It's not like Nero reads for fun that often, even as he's been dutifully plodding his way through Little Women and Frankenstein because his mother liked them. But a book that Vergil picked out and read, specifically because he thought Nero might like it? When it doesn't seem to suit his taste at all?
There is a sweet, genuine affection in the smile he cracks as he turns pink and glances away, setting the book aside in its own pile.] Sounds really cool. Thanks. I'll check it out.
[He nods to the affirmative regarding the water. And in fact, the kettle is just about to boil, so Nero ducks off to the kitchen to take care of it.
He returns a few minutes later with the tea in the pot, two teacups, and a large glass of ice water, all of which he carefully sets apart from the book piles.]
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There is a sweet, genuine affection in the smile he cracks as he turns pink and glances away, setting the book aside in its own pile.] Sounds really cool. Thanks. I'll check it out.
[He nods to the affirmative regarding the water. And in fact, the kettle is just about to boil, so Nero ducks off to the kitchen to take care of it.
He returns a few minutes later with the tea in the pot, two teacups, and a large glass of ice water, all of which he carefully sets apart from the book piles.]
There you go. This oughta help for sure.