"Thank you." He smiled, clearly not all that burdened by the weight of the kettle. Stia was stronger than he looked. But that wasn't hard considering he looked like a flimsy little fae. He blushed when she kissed his cheek, turning his head to kiss her forehead in return. "Any time you need saving, I hope to be the one saving you Zofie." The fae smiled, gently pulling away so he didn't burn her with the hot kettle.
He wasn't going to tell Zofie, but his hands were aching from carrying it. Mostly it was the application of pressure against a very fresh burn, but there was no way he was going to let her know he'd burnt himself in his attempt to save her from getting hurt. "Thank you for warming this up for me." He'd never felt such relief as he did when he dumped the boiling water into the tub. Sure, there was some work to do still, but the hot part was over.
He wasn't going to tell Zofie, but his hands were aching from carrying it. Mostly it was the application of pressure against a very fresh burn, but there was no way he was going to let her know he'd burnt himself in his attempt to save her from getting hurt. "Thank you for warming this up for me." He'd never felt such relief as he did when he dumped the boiling water into the tub. Sure, there was some work to do still, but the hot part was over.