Aragon was dumbstruck. The second she pressed those kisses to the skin of his eyes, every ounce of anger evaporated from his body, leaving him defenseless to her confusing attacks. As she cupped her face and they stared into each other's eyes, she asked sweetly, "Honey, why aren't you eating?"
He could see her trying to force out a smile with the way her lips were now aggressively twitching, but it just wasn't working out for her. Raziah caressed his cheeks softly, feeling to roughness and tingles of the beard that was now growing out of his face. On the outside, both of them knew all this was just to display some bit of affection, and she also wanted to take all of their attention from Theon and Aragon.
Raziah has never seen him eat in the first place, and of course, no one else was actually expecting him to take in something. She didn't even know why she called him a lovely name and used those choices of words.
