Summer turned away, too, into the kitchen, glad that the heat of the day excused any flush she might have. “Let me get you some water,” she said, taking down two glasses and filling them up with ice. She put the coolness of her fingers after touching the ice on the back of her neck, unsticking the fine hair there, and rolled her neck before adding tap water to the glasses.
Carrying it over to him, she said quietly, “I don’t mind you watching, but you’ll get a better idea of what I’m working on if you come in and sit down. I was just taking a break anyway to stretch.” Picking her way back into the middle of the little heaps of beads and gemstones, she set her glass down carefully on the carpet and stretched her arms over her head, tank-top riding up over her ribs. Helios appeared from the bathroom, lowering his white muzzle to sniff at the craftworks before threading through to inspect her glass.
Ace was taken aback by the kindness, to say the least.
But, he didn’t thank people, so he just watched her with curiosity as she appeared with the glass in her hand, inspecting the condensation on the glass that cooled her fingertips welcomely.
He took it, and that said a lot for him. Even Diesel seemed to sense the guard he watched his owner build up through the years go shaky before stiffening once again.
“I like watching from here.”
At the sight of another pet, Diesel gave a scoff, rising onto his little chubby legs to go loping across the way. The lad let out a string of curses, having no choice but to follow suit and keep the little chubby one from… doing whatever he wanted to do to Helios.
Exhibiting true Ragdoll laziness, Helios sniffed in Diesel’s direction once, blue eyes wide and curious, before hopping up onto the empty couch and perching on the arm with lordly disdain. Summer glanced between the two, mouth crimping on an amused smile she tried to hide, before looking up (way up) at Ace. “That’s Helios. I’m pretty sure your little pup is safe, he’s very laidback. I’m Summer.”`