Under Darkness [AU]

[Carver Amell]

Carver's eyes widen. "Oh! No, no! I've, uh, that one's 'hold'. I just didn't want you getting in trouble or-- or anything to happen while I was away." 

[Tethras Clan]

"Oh." Andy takes a deep breath. "Sorry then. I... crap, I need to, uh, check something with your boots," he says with a blush as he gets to his feet.

[Carver Amell]

Carver flushes as well. "Uh. Yeah, sure. Good, uh, good thought." He must have been furious.

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran snorts lightly, highly amused. Then.. My gods- I just... how did I never realize that Carver is so very young? Hawke is only... twenty? Thereabouts. And Caver was several years the younger... I know he's of age but... by how much?Not that Andy is all that much older for his race, I think.

"So. Ummm. Should... do you want to invite Seli and the kids over tonight? For dinner and to... talk?" Andy asks carefully before walking away.

[Carver Amell]

"I..." He watches Andy go, helplessly. "Is that a good idea?" he asks Zevran. 

[Tethras Clan]

Zevran nods firmly. "It will be awkward and uncomfortable but honesty and openness are vital to making this work." He smiles a little. "And trust, of course."

Andy pauses some thirty feet away, waiting for Carver's answer.

[Carver Amell]

"Then..." he begins, taking a deep breath. "Then... I'll make a roast?"

[Tethras Clan]

Andy's answering smile is like the dawn that follows a punishing storm.

"I'll let Seli know," Zevran offers. "I'm sure that between Aveline, Hawke, Isabela and I, we can watch the babes for the night." He smirks, then admits, "mostly Aveline and Hawke." Tiny, helpless things... more terrifying than a displacer beast or night hag, I swear.

[Tethras Clan]

Andy, thank the Bright gods, can cook now that he's sober. Which is good, given that both men obviously want this night to go well, which means the dinner itself has to be at least decent. There's not even a hint of alcohol, the drink of choice being chilled and sweetened tea instead of even juice, a habit of Andy's that Carver has made himself adapt to.  The tiefling has also made a point of cleaning himself up, though thankfully Carver stopped him before he went so far as to put on formal attire. Hunter, much to his chagrin, was also bathed and groomed, and thus currently sulking as he follows Carver around, shooting betrayed looks at Andy. As the rabbit and rice soup simmers, the fish already baking nicely and salad mixed, Andy rushes up to Carver as the human gives the freshly cleaned living room one last look over.

"But what if she doesn't like fish anymore?" Andy blurts out, making this the fourteenth time he's started to panic over the menu.

[Carver Amell]

"Then we'll set the fish on fire, get naked, and dance around the flames," Carver deadpans, fondling Hunter's ears. 

[Tethras Clan]

Andy nods distractedly, then pauses. "...how long have you been doing that?" he asks slowly.

[Carver Amell]

He grins. "Only a few minutes." Half an hour. 

[Tethras Clan]

"...prick," Andy mutters, though the corner of his mouth ticks upwards. "I'm being a bit of an dip about all this, aren't I?" Hunter snorts loudly, clearly expressing his own opinion on the matter.

[Carver Amell]

"You're nervous, I get it. But I also know you'll do fine." He shrugs. "Why worry?"

[Tethras Clan]

Andy stares at Carver blandly. Then makes a wide encompassing gesture as if to say 'all of my everything.'

Before Carver can try, again, to reassure him, there's a knock on the door and Andy lets out whimper before bolting back to the kitchen.