Markus was still startled when someone talked to him, looking towards Bing. Eyes such a light brown they could almost be golden.
“Ah- uhm. I’m alright.”, he replied, smiling softly at Bing. He was just dreading going home, but he couldn’t say that. He tugged at his long sleeves, making sure they covered his palms still, before grabbing the fork for his cake again.
“Sorry for taking up a whole table for myself. I’ll be done soon.”, he said quietly then.
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