Jib had leaned over the table to grab Rub's food because he took five seconds too long to eat it.

She had stopped mid-grab, her brown eyes growing wide as she stared at Ruben, hand outstretched and fingers clutching air.

The roar of dinner continued.

Bor stopped his attempt to block her.

Jib wasn't moving.

Bor looked down at Rub who stared at Jib, his blue eyes glowing.

And then Jib did the unspeakable.

She sat back down. "Sorry."

#tootfic #mfic