[another long pause, and then like. very, very carefully, she reaches for his hands to pull them from his face.
silence. she looks down at his hands - and then brings them cautiously up to kiss his knuckles. the drink is the only thing making it possible for her to say this, but:]
... Me too.
[you ever think about how both of them have stupid animal ears right now]
as throné pulls his hands away, rondo looks...mortified? he looks mortified. his face is very red, and he doesn't quite meet her eyes - but when she says that, his head snaps up fully to look at her, eyes big and round and sparkly and so, so surprised, and just says, hushed and faintly awed: ]
[the cat ears in response flick and press back against her skull, just a little wary, but. the way he looks at her like he's surprised makes her tilt her head.]
... Yes. I don't spend time like this with people I'm not interested in. [which is also true, and it's not even the drink, it's just. honest.]
... I probably wouldn't have told you if you hadn't said something.
well. he squeezes her hand at that, then, delighted - reaching out to lift it, to wrap his other one around it and squeeze it again. ]
Then - haha. Then, perhaps this silly drink could be a blessing! I'm glad you decided not to sit in silence with me like my original plan for distracting you from the side effects, that's for sure. [ rondo ducks his head a little, embarrassed but clearly pleased. ] I'll confess, this kind of thing is very new to me, but ... wherever even just knowing takes us, I'd be happy to find out.
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silence. she looks down at his hands - and then brings them cautiously up to kiss his knuckles. the drink is the only thing making it possible for her to say this, but:]
... Me too.
[you ever think about how both of them have stupid animal ears right now]
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as throné pulls his hands away, rondo looks...mortified? he looks mortified. his face is very red, and he doesn't quite meet her eyes - but when she says that, his head snaps up fully to look at her, eyes big and round and sparkly and so, so surprised, and just says, hushed and faintly awed: ]
...Really?
[ and yes the dog ears perk up. ]
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... Yes. I don't spend time like this with people I'm not interested in. [which is also true, and it's not even the drink, it's just. honest.]
... I probably wouldn't have told you if you hadn't said something.
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well. he squeezes her hand at that, then, delighted - reaching out to lift it, to wrap his other one around it and squeeze it again. ]
Then - haha. Then, perhaps this silly drink could be a blessing! I'm glad you decided not to sit in silence with me like my original plan for distracting you from the side effects, that's for sure. [ rondo ducks his head a little, embarrassed but clearly pleased. ] I'll confess, this kind of thing is very new to me, but ... wherever even just knowing takes us, I'd be happy to find out.