silly
Husk hunches over the chopping board and his pocket knife as he slices bananas. A bowl of Greek yogurt waits close by. Angel very pointedly avoids looking at the myriad of bottles past the bar counter, and Husk doesn't suggest a drink.
"These should help your blood sugar levels get back to normal," he says instead, gruff. "Your sweet tooth won't complain either."
"Aww, you remember," Angel coos, touched.
or: The subtle ways that Husk shows his love, except it's obvious to everyone but Angel Dust.
