When that day's practice session ended, Adrien found himself glad to go downstairs and have dinner; and even he was aware of how uncharacteristic that was for him - but that first day of shape magic had proven itself more tiring than he had anticipated, and it had brought results less exciting than he would have wanted. Even if Adrien trusted that he'd make progress in due time, he couldn't help but feel somewhat disappointed for the time being.
Adrien neatly cut a piece of cutlet, which he then stabbed with the tines of his fork. "Besides, it wasn't easy coming up with a good thing to do on the spot", he explained. "At first I thought about anger, but -- it's not like I can just suddenly get angry at nothing in particular! And then" - he laughed, flustered, wondering if he should tell that part of the story; but his mouth ran off before he could stop himself - "then -- well, I thought about sex, and it seemed like it would, uh -- work, but -- you know, practicing magic with a boner...".
At the other side of the table, Val burst into great laughter.
