I can take those little wigglers back if you want me to, they're kind of distracting, I know. [The pair of them like to nest in his hair seeing as the top of his head is warm, and he can feel their little heat spots against his scalp when they sleep.]
Maybe? I always get nervous talking to women I don't really know... [He said some stupid things to Ulla when they first met, probably had to Taylor and he doesn't even remember it, but it would be nice, for sure.] I dunno if she has any fun stories with Alan, but I guess I could ask... [He can tell she's putting a pin in the other conversation, taking in a deep breath before pushing himself up to stand. He'd been doing a lot of walking in the Enclosure over the month, but it would be nice to go somewhere that wasn't the east coast, less chilly and wet.]
Sure, not like sitting here trying not to panic is going to do me any good anyways.
They are just little lovers, aren't they? You want to hold onto Simon? He likes new people. Which is for the best, helps him swing back quicker than Garfunkel probably would. [He holds his hand out and Garfunkel hitches a ride, waiting just a moment for Simon, but he seems to not mind his new friend.
He isn't exactly dressed for the coldest weather, but he does have a sweater on over his button down.]
Maybe like...something ethereal and magical. Some deep, moss-filled wood? That sounds nice. I know I'm a city boy, but I'd always wanted to go explore some fae-woods before.
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Maybe? I always get nervous talking to women I don't really know... [He said some stupid things to Ulla when they first met, probably had to Taylor and he doesn't even remember it, but it would be nice, for sure.] I dunno if she has any fun stories with Alan, but I guess I could ask... [He can tell she's putting a pin in the other conversation, taking in a deep breath before pushing himself up to stand. He'd been doing a lot of walking in the Enclosure over the month, but it would be nice to go somewhere that wasn't the east coast, less chilly and wet.]
Sure, not like sitting here trying not to panic is going to do me any good anyways.
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[She rises with him, and leans in through the door to hook a hoodie off its rack, pulling it on over her usual tank-top.]
Anywhere in particular sound good? I usually queue up either Brockton Bay or Kamurocho, but they're not big mood-lifters without people.
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He isn't exactly dressed for the coldest weather, but he does have a sweater on over his button down.]
Maybe like...something ethereal and magical. Some deep, moss-filled wood? That sounds nice. I know I'm a city boy, but I'd always wanted to go explore some fae-woods before.