[ The scowl gets directed at Alec this time, before he takes long inhale, a long exhale. Then another set. Then a third.
Then just. Takes a mouthful.
He very, very nearly spits it up, but he clamps a hand over his mouth. Sheer willpower alone makes him swallow the tea, forcing it down his throat, but he gags once it's clear. ]
Don't— [ And there's a definite throaty quality to his voice, now, pitched low and threaded with disgust. ] —don't you say a goddamn word.
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Then just. Takes a mouthful.
He very, very nearly spits it up, but he clamps a hand over his mouth. Sheer willpower alone makes him swallow the tea, forcing it down his throat, but he gags once it's clear. ]
Don't— [ And there's a definite throaty quality to his voice, now, pitched low and threaded with disgust. ] —don't you say a goddamn word.