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"How is your arm?" Magnus asked, "Do you need to be taken to a clinic?"
"No, I <span class="mu-i">don't</span>," you said grumpily. It did hurt, and what happened couldn't have been good for it, but it didn't hurt any more than the rest of you that had been banged up did.
Once it was untangled from the brush, the motorcycle was once more ridden, in a less triumphant arrival than you wished as you rode it to a place to park next to Magnus. Again, the Sleeves nor their rides were nowhere to be found. Good. At least you’d have the teahouse to yourself.
You couldn’t hide a small limp when you started walking, but brushed away Magnus’s outstretched arm that he offered, implying permission to cling to it. Some other time. You weren’t in a mood for that when nursing a close defeat.
“Guess I oughta find a shirt,” you sulked as you both went through the teahouse door, the entry bell tinkling cheerily.
“That can wait,” Magnus said, “Tea soothes in many ways. I’d rather you take your next crack at dressing yourself with a cooled head and a warmed heart.” He passed by the teahouse owner. “Did the youths depart?” he asked.
The older man nodded. “I ought to thank you for that.”
“Not too loudly,” Magnus said, “Should they return, we should not seem in leagues.”
“Even so. You should at least have the courtesy of free service. Seat yourself, and I will bring you a menu to peruse. Anything you wish, you both may have free of charge.”
Your stomach growled in anticipation, and nobody commented on it. The menu was glanced over as Magnus led you to a window seat on the other side from where the Sleeves had been, and he pulled out the chairs for you and him both, and sat.
You had been distracted by the page, and pondered if you really needed your own chair…
>He’d pulled out the chair for you like a gentleman. Show some appreciation and take it.
>Sit on Magnus’s lap instead. You’re his girlfriend, you get to do that. No matter what some might think.
>Make your seat between his legs. Insist on it. You'd also have to insist on a shoulder massage.
>Other?
Also-
>Keep it light. Now wasn’t the time to mess up this carefully cultivated figure. Just tea is fine.
>Surely you deserved some reward for what you’d been through today. Tea and a pastry would make you feel a lot better. Hopefully without loosening your tummy.
>You were famished, and Magnus wanted your middle covered anyways. Time to pig out.
>Something else?
And-
>Talk about something/do anything with Magnus in particular here?
