Nothing. We're not doing anything. I didn't spill the macaroni on his shirt, and- ... Why are you guys here? When did you come? Right. When? We've been here since you guys fed each other food.
Cale himself was a human who did not even know how to use martial arts, let alone be nature ralm. But Cale brushed it off. Because that's not important.
Ah yes the entire reason for every single misunderstanding in TCF:
Imagine your f/o being stressed out at work so they look at their phone wallpaper, a picture of the two of you embracing each other, to calm them down.
So my husband took my hand in a gesture of comfort between his hands. He gazed lovingly into my eyes while keeping his hands around mine, and said, "It's a Handwich."
ooc;; i need to make a post about nandor always changing things about himself so the person he's dating won't end up leaving him, how this fucks everything up and fucks him up in the long run.