"Ugh…" I crawled from under the table and met the concerned eyes of my bee-wife. "I don't even know where to start explaining…"
She carefully crouched next to me and stared at me even closer.
"Are you well? Workharder messaged me saying that you started crying suddenly, and Things-Things was worried too… Despite trying not to show it. Hm…" Amby reached out to rub my cheeks, then licked her finger. "Dry and not salty at all. And why is there spilled tea everywhere?"
For a moment we just stared at each other in confusion—Amby because of the situation she found me in, and I because did she just taste me for tears?
Then I jumped to my feet, pulling Ambrosia up with me.
"Alright, I was *not* crying, I was just hit with a mood. For a moment! Then Dalmanrach appeared to me and spooked me to spill my tea. And instead of talking like a normal person, he spoke to me from the tea *again*! Oh, we are going to have so much pain in our asses, Amby."
