Aymeric might not realize that relaxation looks good on him; he'd wear it well if he just allowed himself the time. It's been an idle thought before, but now that they're sharing a living space with one another, Sae can see much more of Aymeric's day-to-day and can tell he throws too much of himself into work he doesn't need to. He wonders if it's just to avoid idleness or intrusive thoughts or perhaps a mixture of both. Looking at him now in the soft warm glow of the flickering firelight and scattered candles with that gentle look upon his handsome features, Sae can't help but feel a bit guilty for depriving someone the opportunity of truly appreciating it the way it should be.

A lofty sigh follows the small, amused roll of his eyes. "If anyone knows the amount of nonsense that statement is, Aymeric, it's me."

Warrior of light, savior of blah blah, runner of fetch quests. "I've unwillingly saved Eorzea more times than I ever imagined and do you know how many times I've had to deliver vegetables?" He waves a hand almost dismissively over the papers. "It takes more than one person to keep a city running." He fixes a look on Aymeric, studying him quietly for a few moments. "It gets rather lonely shouldering everything alone."