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You know I'm not a big fan of fishing. :>
Though if you have any, I can take em off your hand.
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You're very good at the fiddle, even when you don't really know the song.
You have a hunger for knowledge which is truly impressive...and fun to feed.
You're considerate, and you work to make a space comfortable for those who are not always so comfortable in spaces.
But I think that will be it for now. Wouldn't want to overburden you, by handing off too many.
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Remind me to thank you properly when you're in a more comfortable contact mood.
[Because lets be honest, It's probably why here's not downstairs trying to cuddle the dork into submission already.]
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How comfortable would I have to be?
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Not that I plan on getting too intimate, of course. :>
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[By the moment that message is sent, his door opens...]
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Maybe he shouldn't be chewing on where his thumb attaches to the rest of his hand, um. He'll just stop that, folding his hands in his lap to hide them and giving a thin smile.]
You were that eager, mm?
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His grin is wide, closing the distance between them and putting the now-closed network device on a side table. Yes, he pretty much hit send then opened the door.]
Of course, dear~ I do love spending time with you.
[Well GOSH he sure is close, already, beaming up at Charles with that dorky grin of his]
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And what would you have done if I'd said I wasn't ready, instead? Moonchild.
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Hmmm, probably say 'I love you', and then walk back to my room, dear~
[Sickeningly sweet. Standard Fran]
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Well, I'm happy to save you the unnecessary trip. All right, come sit.
[He'll go ahead and close his laptop, moving it to the floor and making a bit more room. Get comfy!!]
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How kind of you~ Don't mind if I do.
Now... where did our little conversation leave off?
[His tone shifts to something more playful, a little teasing]
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[But he'll hold out his gloved hands for Fran to take, since that's just what they Do.]
How are you, dear Fran?
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[He'll take it, of course, one hand twining their fingers together and holding onto him, while the other covers the other half of his hand, encompassing Charles' glove and hand as if he was holding something precious.
Because he is.]
I've been.. better~ All those sores are gone, and I've been getting ready to go do some more expedition work soon. [Right, that's a thing he does... It wasn't really relevant until Charles moved in with him.] I'd ask if you'd like to come, but... Are you much a fan of camping?
[There's a lot of dirt and bugs out there.]
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Me, camping... You've already persuaded me into living inside a tree, but I think that's as far as we'll get, on that front. [HE'LL STAY HERE, THANKS] How long do these usually take...?
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And that's why I didn't ask~ Anywhere from a day to a week, depending on where I go. I'll be visiting the south coast this time, so maybe two days, or three?
[They've gone longer without seeing each other... Just, not since firewall. But now he's also telling him where he's going, and what he'll be doing.
Though his eyes do narrow, grinning]
Persuaded you, hmmm? Are you saying you moved in here just for me?
[Go on, admit to iiiiiit]
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Not like this ACCUSATION, gosh he's never been so insulted?? Eh, can't keep that up, stupid giggle.]
To do something for one reason only seems like poor decision-making~ Since this is me we're talking about, I suppose it's possible. You certainly are compelling...
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Heh, good, a giggling yeen is a good yeen.]
HMmm, well, we all know how good your decisions can be sometimes. I'm glad you find me so convincing~
[With that, his head will tiiilt, resting the top of his forehead against Charles' shoulder. Usually about as far as he could push, most of the time.]
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It’s very rarely so good, but...yes. This has been a very good decision.
[And after a soft sigh where he expelled those lingering nerves and anxieties...Charles leans against Fran in return, nuzzling and lightly snuffling his hair. He’ll have to breathe in the scent when he can, apparently...which is what helps put aside his feelings on this seaweed mop. That, and general exposure to it.]
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For now, he lets his eyes drift closed, enjoying the simple contact and his lover's subtle scent. He never could quite pin down what Charles smelled like... Aside from mostly cleaning products.]
Oh? Well, I'm glad you think so. It's been very nice, being so close to you.
[He means that in more than one way.]
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Mmm.
[Which isn't saying much, but the low hum is one of deep, soft satisfaction and agreement. It is nice, isn't it? No regrets here, at least at this moment in time because let's be real, Charles is a mess and is prone to spiraling down into dark and twisty places.
And yes, it's mostly cleaning products, but underneath that it's whatever scent of soap they got, vaguely metallic, rain, and a wet umbrella. He's an odd boy with an odd scent, but at least they're spared "dog" from that list for now.
He's content with this, soaking in the light contact and the silence. He doesn't wasn't to ruin it by saying something, even if I love you is floating around his skull in happy, drifting circles.]
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Silence is fine. Even the ever talkative Fran can appreciate it. The slow ticking of time, lost in the moment and committing Charles' comforting scent to memory. With his senses sharpened even more than before there have been a few new dimensions added to things he already enjoys.
Slow soft breaths, his chest rising and falling in time with the other's as they both calmed down, listening to his heartbeat and getting lost in that rhythm.]