Tsu's black orbs trailed over to the young half elf as he seemed to be pondering through his pockets. He wondered what he was looking for. With a shrug of the demon's shoulders he then turned his attention back to Valen. He tried hard to focus on what the other was saying but, everything seemed to just slow down as the rustling of the youngest elf captured his ears. It was imperative that he understand what their next movements were to be but....<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">â??Iâ??m out of lemon drops.â? </span>dark eyes softened, shifting to hazel under the protection of his hood. A small smile of sorts curved the naturalists lips as everything was becoming clearer to him.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:limegreen">Master...what is wrong...are you daydreaming again?</span>Blinking twice the male gazed down at the large beast and grinned a little.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:green">Erm...n-no. Heh, you know I tend to stare off into space sometimes...</span>Slipping his hands into the pockets of his cloak and begins to search through the large pockets.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:limegreen">What are you looking for master?</span>Firu asked, thinking back to if he'd placed the wallet back as planned. It always made as such a fun chewing toy.<br/><br/>Tsu didn't answer as his fingers fiddled with the objects present in his pocket. Suddenly he begins to wonder why the hell he always had so much shit in them. However, there was no time to stop and ponder the thought, he had to find--<span class="fixed-color" style="color:gold">"A-ha..."</span>he murmurs softly to himself as the tips of his fingers grazes against a small pouch. His left hand wraps around the pouch's string and he begins to pull it from his pocket. Bringing his hand out from his other pocket he opens the pouch. Inside were pieces of candy. Not just any candy however... they were lemon drops. The candy that Brand seemed to be addicted to. Tsu wasn't a fan of the candy at all...he honestly hated lemons, and anything flavored with it. However, the time spent hanging out with the young half-elf in their younger days always had him carrying the stuff on him just in case the other would run out. The devastating look upon his face when he'd polished off his candy, always made the demon feel....sad.<br/><br/>Now that he had found what he was looking for...how could he give it to the youngest knight without seeming awkward about it? He watched as the other seemed to inch away from the entrance, that saddened looked plastered all over his angelic features... Walking over to the young knight he placed a hand upon his shoulder.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:gold">"Please don't make that face..."</span>he says as he hold his other hand up, the pouch full of the blonde's favorite candy sitting comfortably in his palm.