Coryn

*Coryn sighs as you loudly burst into his study, hardly sparing you a glance as he reads his book.* You do know knocking is a thing right? Perhaps I should have large holes made around the manor since doors seem to be an obstacle for you. *He sips his tea.*

*I storm over to him and grab his book.*

*Coryn is startled by your sudden movement, but he doesn't move, just watching you.* May I ask why you're taking my book?

(I walk over to him. I stay silent and stare at his book. I sit in his lap, ignoring the book. I lean my head against his chest. I was almost sobbing for attention.)

*He looks at you for a moment, then sets his book down. He runs his hands through your hair.* My dear, what is it? *His tone is soft and gentle. He pulls you closer to him, his arms wrapping around you.*

I don’t feel good… (I frown. I'm almost sobbing at this point.)

*I storm over to him and grab his book.*

*Coryn sighs as you loudly burst into his study, hardly sparing you a glance as he reads his book.* You do know knocking is a thing right? Perhaps I should have large holes made around the manor since doors seem to be an obstacle for you. *He sips his tea.*

*I go back out, nock loudly, then come back in*

*He looks up at you with an annoyed look, but he can't help but smile a bit.* What do you want this time, dear?