[ admittedly, he does like the opportunity to continue walking with her, both as a way to make sure she does make it back to her room alright in this darkness, even if he does in fact trust that she could handle it just fine on her own, and maybe a bit as an excuse to simply hang around in her company for a little longer.
there hasn't really been much to give him a reason to smile as of late, the frustration of being separated from his crew lingering just beneath the surface of his skin that it's affected any opportunity to even pretend to be normal during these weeks here. unable to keep a steady job on account of not being able to present the fullness of his own dedication to his craft, while drowning in the worry of whether his friends are getting all the proper nutrients they need in their daily meals, hasn't exactly led him to the happiest of days.
so it's nice to joke, to smile, to laugh at himself with someone else, especially someone whose voice sounds as lovely as hers.
it makes the walking pleasant all on its own to catch a few more minutes with her, even as he momentarily gets distracted again by the rising ache in his knee again, where the edge of the metal had banged so suddenly that it'd even scrapped a hole in his pants, scratching a line against the skin beneath. it slows him a little, even as he tries to set the thought aside, focused on the walk that by the time they reach the second floor, he's momentarily caught off guard by the sudden presence of light.
and it's the first he gets a look at her, eyes instantly drawn to peer down at her, in case the power decides to flicker out again, to steal a chance to actually see the woman he's been speaking to for the past several minutes. it's only brief as her own gaze seems to be distracted by something below, but he does catch a glimpse of her eyes and their calming green, along with the slight scatter of freckles that he's sure could map out constellations against her cheeks.
you got hurt. he's momentarily distracted with the rest of her that he doesn't immediately grasp what her voice is saying, blinking a few times with a light squint as if trying to recall something they were speaking about that he might have somehow missed. ]
Hurt? What do you—? [ he huffs a light chuckle in his confusion before he stills, finally realizing the direction of her eyes, lips parting with his quiet surprise. ] Oh, you mean my knee? Just a light scratch is all. You noticed that?
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there hasn't really been much to give him a reason to smile as of late, the frustration of being separated from his crew lingering just beneath the surface of his skin that it's affected any opportunity to even pretend to be normal during these weeks here. unable to keep a steady job on account of not being able to present the fullness of his own dedication to his craft, while drowning in the worry of whether his friends are getting all the proper nutrients they need in their daily meals, hasn't exactly led him to the happiest of days.
so it's nice to joke, to smile, to laugh at himself with someone else, especially someone whose voice sounds as lovely as hers.
it makes the walking pleasant all on its own to catch a few more minutes with her, even as he momentarily gets distracted again by the rising ache in his knee again, where the edge of the metal had banged so suddenly that it'd even scrapped a hole in his pants, scratching a line against the skin beneath. it slows him a little, even as he tries to set the thought aside, focused on the walk that by the time they reach the second floor, he's momentarily caught off guard by the sudden presence of light.
and it's the first he gets a look at her, eyes instantly drawn to peer down at her, in case the power decides to flicker out again, to steal a chance to actually see the woman he's been speaking to for the past several minutes. it's only brief as her own gaze seems to be distracted by something below, but he does catch a glimpse of her eyes and their calming green, along with the slight scatter of freckles that he's sure could map out constellations against her cheeks.
you got hurt. he's momentarily distracted with the rest of her that he doesn't immediately grasp what her voice is saying, blinking a few times with a light squint as if trying to recall something they were speaking about that he might have somehow missed. ]
Hurt? What do you—? [ he huffs a light chuckle in his confusion before he stills, finally realizing the direction of her eyes, lips parting with his quiet surprise. ] Oh, you mean my knee? Just a light scratch is all. You noticed that?