Adequate Food, Adequate Company PV Finished

Interacting with Johannes Cyprian Ambroży^{@Astrea Soleil Neptune}

This whole thing had felt like a whirlpool of curiosity and affection that Rett didn't necessarily know what to do with. In the eye of every storm, there was peace. It felt like in this moment curled up in his embrace that he had achieved that peace. This boring summer camp absolutely held gems of people within it's boring clasp, he just was struggling to find them. In this case, Johannes had found Rett and pulled him in with sickly sweet words and a boldness unmatched by any one that he knew. It almost made him scared of the boy, wondering if this would truly last for today or if by the end of it he would find himself wanting more. He couldn't let himself get attached to a boy that he would probably never see again after camp. Ilvermorny had been invited a couple times but this was the first time Everett had gotten to attend, what if he never came back? If not that, what if Durmstrang never came back?

He already felt the urge to start pulling his heart back from the brilliant boy sitting in front of him. He let himself get lost and he was making dumb mistakes. It's like when he first started in fencing, letting strategy fly to the wind and just continually being on the attack. With a defense nonexistent, he was open to being hurt too much. As the red slowly started to disappear from his skin he started to slowly disentangle from the artist after his own heart. His hand detached from his, his eyes stayed downcast. Almost embarrassed of how uncouth he had become for someone of the Brooks family. He dusted his clothes out lightly to straighten them back out, well. As straight as they could be on him. "No time to waste then, hm? We can't let this beautiful afternoon go to spoil." He offered the crook of his elbow to the other boy to lead them off. Food ultimately forgotten and discarded.