"Pretty good. They allowed me to get a lot of my chores done for the day, I even got to bake this cake for you."
"Chores? What did I tell you, Theia?" He flashes his teeth at me in reprimanding showing me his upsetness of me going against his wishes.
"You cannot expect me to simply sit back and rest every day, Phobos. I do not like not doing anything." His eyes narrow even more as he considers my words and they relax as a sigh of resignation leaves his mouth. He knows he cannot fight me on this.
"The soles of your feet, do they hurt? Shall I massage them for you?" He clads his lean fingers around my right slender ankle and raises my leg to get a good look at the sole of my foot. Once he has inspected it he performs the same evaluation with my left.
"I am fine, I merely sat down on the couch while the cake was baking. But my arms seem to be hurting now." I laugh as he quickly snatches the cake from my hands setting them free while delivering a devoted kiss over my forehead.
