[ Harry too is dressed for summer, albeit the business casual version, the collar zipped up tight to hide the patch of deformed skin on his neck. Though... it's not doing all too great a job. It's been a while since Harry made an effort to heal himself, being too busy with work and friends to sneak off to beat up unsuspecting strangers in alleys. There's a definite tremor in his right hand, which he tries to will away by gripping it into a fist, before glancing up to see Jaskier waiting for him.
He forces a casual smile on his face and takes the offered coffee. ] Grande, quad, nonfat, one-pump, no-whip mocha?
[ Had he made his order needlessly complicated on purpose, to mess with Jaskier? Maybe. But it is actually something he likes drinking. He takes a sip, humming at the taste. ]
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He forces a casual smile on his face and takes the offered coffee. ] Grande, quad, nonfat, one-pump, no-whip mocha?
[ Had he made his order needlessly complicated on purpose, to mess with Jaskier? Maybe. But it is actually something he likes drinking. He takes a sip, humming at the taste. ]
Passable. And please, just Harry.