Under Darkness [AU]

[Carver Amell]

Carver rolls his eyes, going to answer the door with Hunter at his side. "Good evening."

[Tethras Clan]

It is Seli, thankfully for poor Andy's nerves, wearing a soft green dress and her obsidian colored hair done up with ribbons of the same color. Her eyes are warm, if a trifle wary, and she carrying a basket that Hunter's focus informs him contains food of some kind. "Good evening Carver. I must confess to be a little surprised to have gotten your invitation from Zevran this afternoon."

She hesitates, smile wavering for a second. "You did... send that, right?" If this is Zevran's idea of a blind date, I will shave him bad, see if I don't/

[Carver Amell]

Carver nods. "Of course. Yes. Please, come in, we've got food cooking -- I hope you like fish, or if not at least willing to pretend you do. I think poor Andy's going to combust if you frown at him." He smirks, as though confiding a secret in her, as he steps aside to let her in. 

[Tethras Clan]

Seli smiles but only for a moment. "...yes, he can get like that," she says quietly. "Thank you for inviting me," she adds quickly, trying to be more upbeat, as she comes inside. "I... well, it's nice to do something social that isn't about the twins. Love them of course, but..."

[Carver Amell]

"Right, of course. You deserve a night off." He smiles, swallowing. Stay cool. Don't make this weird, Carver. "Can I take your coat? Er, wrap, shawl, thing?" Crap, too late.

[Tethras Clan]

Seli smiles faintly, amused at his fumbling but kindly so. Poor dear... this must be so awkward for him. He's done so much for our family... He's a good man. She offers the thin cloak she'd worn over her dress to keep it clean on the walk over. "Thank you, Carver." Glancing down, she offers Hunter a hand to sniff before rubbing his ears gently. "And hello to you as well, good Hunter."

[Carver Amell]

Carver takes the cloak, relieved to be given something to do with his hands. It's not like he's nervous or anything. Andy's the nervous one. He's just. Unsure how to classify women's garments, is all. Clearly that's why he's fumbling. And nothing else. 

"How was your day?"

[Tethras Clan]

"Today was a good day. The babes slept the night through for the first time yesterday so I'm still feeling rested." Well, one bout of crying but I hadn't fallen asleep yet so that hardly counts.  Giving the slightly mollified Hunter one last pat, she follows Carver into... well, the rest of the way into the living room, the two men's modest cabin not really having a foyer so much as a few feet where there's a throw rug to collect mud and wet.

 "How did your own day go?" she asks, indulging herself with a glance at his backside as he turns to hang up her cloak. A decade younger than me at least but it doesn't hurt to look, she tells herself, not for the first time.

[Carver Amell]

"Ah. Today was. Interesting." He gestures to the sword, hanging prominently in its sheath by the door. "Andy got me a wonderful present," he adds. 

[Tethras Clan]

"Interesting is good," Seli replies, giving the sword a polite inspection. "It's... wood?" she asks uncertainty.

[Carver Amell]

"It won't suppress my connection to the Divine." He grins, a surprisingly charming grin if only due to the sheer authenticity of it. "I can use a sword again."

[Tethras Clan]

"To the- oh! I hadn't realized your gifts were like a druid's, antithetical to iron and the like," Seli says, giving the sword a more appreciative look. So not decorative or an art piece. She smiles back at him, warm and caring. "How is that coming along, by the way? I noticed Hunter a week or so ago running in the woods with a giant wolf... was that..?"

[Carver Amell]

Carver nods. "Yeah, turns out I can shapeshift." He rubs the back of his neck. "Still getting used to being four-legged -- and the size! -- but it's pretty cool."

[Tethras Clan]

"I pleased for you- not as much as Hunter is, I'm sure," she adds with a soft laugh. As she turns to give Hunter some more attention, Carver feels a bit of something ping off his arm. A glance in the direction it came from shows a furtive beckon from a mostly hidden Andy in the kitchen.

[Carver Amell]

Carver barely suppresses an eye roll. "Can I get you a drink? We have tea."