Silent salt

*ears turn pink, looking down*

*fingers tighten briefly before he gives the slightest squeeze back-breath catching as he keeps his gaze fixed on the table*

I am, but I've never been good at expressing myself verbally. I usually use sign language or write things down.

*he glares at her, his voice still silent. He doesn't like the way she talks to her*

burning spice allows himself to be vulnerable around golden cheese...

I guess that's true... I just never thought he was capable of that.