[He was surprised by the touch of her hand, her skin ablaze in comparison to his icy fingers. His eyes were drawn to hers, her question cutting into him. The reasonable part of his mind told him to deny her- staying forever was ridiculous, especially when he had a townhouse elsewhere he fully intended to use the moment he could walk to it without wearing himself out. On top of that, she was trying to draw him back into the exact situation he'd been hoping to avoid by leaving.
... And it had apparently worked, for there he was on the couch with her, his hand clasped in hers. He felt himself turn red again on the realization of what he was doing, of how easily he'd been pulled back to her. He hadn't even been gone half a day.
He took a deep breath. Right. This was for the best- she probably wouldn't think too hard about killing BLU if he wasn't over there, and if she had company, she'd probably be happier in general. She clearly couldn't be left to her own devices, or she'd do something as asinine as gluing her mask on.
Exhale- staying, then. For now, at least. Not that he wanted to, but it had to be done. It was his job to support her, after all- that was the only remnant of his profession he had left.]
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... And it had apparently worked, for there he was on the couch with her, his hand clasped in hers. He felt himself turn red again on the realization of what he was doing, of how easily he'd been pulled back to her. He hadn't even been gone half a day.
He took a deep breath. Right. This was for the best- she probably wouldn't think too hard about killing BLU if he wasn't over there, and if she had company, she'd probably be happier in general. She clearly couldn't be left to her own devices, or she'd do something as asinine as gluing her mask on.
Exhale- staying, then. For now, at least. Not that he wanted to, but it had to be done. It was his job to support her, after all- that was the only remnant of his profession he had left.]
Right. I'm not goin' anywhere.