[ ah, there it is again—that feeling. the one that will probably get him in trouble one of these days. he'd just said he felt good, but he feels even better now. she probably didn't mean anything by it, he knows, but for the moment he's just going to allow himself to pretend. that's what they're going to be doing anyway, right? pretending.
it's fine. ]
Thanks.
[ "so do you" is what he might say if she wasn't in her underwear. not that she doesn't look good, of course, but he's in better control of what comes out of his mouth now, fortunately for everyone. instead he nods firmly, kicking himself a little internally for not bringing something warmer that he could have offered her. ]
Oh, yeah, definitely—sorry, you must be freezing. Saffron, too. Let's go.
[ he still feels a little warm, himself, but that's irrelevant. he smiles and beckons for her to follow him back inside, assuming Saffron will follow her in turn. ]
no subject
it's fine. ]
Thanks.
[ "so do you" is what he might say if she wasn't in her underwear. not that she doesn't look good, of course, but he's in better control of what comes out of his mouth now, fortunately for everyone. instead he nods firmly, kicking himself a little internally for not bringing something warmer that he could have offered her. ]
Oh, yeah, definitely—sorry, you must be freezing. Saffron, too. Let's go.
[ he still feels a little warm, himself, but that's irrelevant. he smiles and beckons for her to follow him back inside, assuming Saffron will follow her in turn. ]