Anael smiled at him as he handed Jack his coffee, and took his tea, leaving the cardboard thing with the brownie in between them. But his smile hadn't seemed all there again, and he grew thoughtful for a couple of seconds, fingers curled around his drink, before looking back at Jack and telling him, "That's not the name I prefer. It's just easier to give that one to people." The smile he gave Jack now was small, but hopeful. "I'd love it if you'd call me Anael."
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Date: 2017-02-04 04:34 am (UTC)