Flycatcher Downs if i ever leave, i could learn to miss you

he can't help thinking that it's stupid, but the playful expression has an undeniable effect on jaime. his heart skips and jumps into his throat, cheeks heating. a moment later, his gaze drops, suddenly shy. the remnants of the weasel are a welcome distraction, despite the urge to argue that alamar should finish it himself. he's too flustered to deal with arguing right now, so he continues his uncharacteristic streak of obedience and finishes the weasel without protest. it's starting to wear on him a little, actually; he feels tired already.