[he carefully pulls the yellow bracelet from his left wrist. it's a little difficult with one good hand, but with a little fiddling-- he manages to double loop it around theirs so that it will stay put, given that it's sized for his big wrist.]
[ aquila shakes their head - emphatically, seriously, pushing gently against the hand, voice softening a little. ] I can't, seriously. He's not here - I'm not gonna take that from you.
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headpat. ]
...al.
[
they tilt their head up into the headpat like a baby bird. ]
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[...this time he leaves his hand there.]
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[ they can stay like that, then. hilarious. ]
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[ they're clearly just teasing, now leaning forward with their elbows propped on the front desk. like a cat who is being paid attention to. ]
Always'll take nice words as a present, too.
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[pats their head, hat and all.]
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"Hi, Aquila. I like your company, Aquila. I tried to pull you into my bed to cuddle you yesterday, Aquila."
[ wow ]
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[ :(? ]
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--I suppose I could have allowed it.
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I said I would allow it.
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they seem exorbitantly pleased and tilt their head up into the headpat from before. ]
Well, yeah, considering you invited me. [ preens ] Coulda told you that.
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[he shoves lightly at their face.]
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[ they laugh!!! and then stick their chin out and just
put their face in his hand. affection week. ]
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[he rolls his eyes and leaves his hand there just for a moment, before pulling it back.]
Now cease speaking and give me your hand.
[he won't take it, though, he evidently just wants them to hold it out]
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they hold out their hand, attention immediately captured. ]
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they - seem very surprised by this, actually, and look down. ]
-- Emet. [ ... ] I couldn't, isn't this - ?
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[that's all he says in response, hand still wrapped loosely around their wrist.]
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[ aquila shakes their head - emphatically, seriously, pushing gently against the hand, voice softening a little. ] I can't, seriously. He's not here - I'm not gonna take that from you.
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[his grip settles, a little firmer.]
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-- I'm not the one in danger of dying every fucking week!
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