[He's alright with that. He does feel the tug, slow and steady but still ever growing like an ocean wave. Oh, that's poetic, isn't it? Fitting, too. Well, there's plenty more to find between them as the night comes on.]
More than warm and calming? I don't suppose that you mean so hot and so calming I find myself in a sweaty slumber. That sounds both unromantic and, I must admit, rather icky. Yes! Icky. The only right word .
[Teasing again. He's pretty sure he's got the gist of what that means. When the ties that have a hold on him tighten, it means. When he cannot deny that his soul is only half his own.]
Oh? Well, thank you, I should hope I am worth waiting for. Of course I should! It'd be dreadful to be on the other side of that fence.
[He smiles and shrugs lightly.]
I could tell you that I do not know why, exactly, and that would not be a lie. I could guess. Oh, guessing, that's easy enough. There's no trouble in guessing. Anything is possible, even untruths, so I won't.
[His real suspicion lies deeper; rooted in his family. His father certainly played a role. But it's less painful to keep it open and guess aplenty.]
But what I know is that I am a slow one in the field of romance and closeness. I always have been, since my younger days. I'd like to think it more of a growing oak, slow and strong, than a rock being slowly worn by time and wind.
That is more worth the effort, eh?
[He's sure that this is something he can grow into, by now. Kai has been too gentle and understanding himself.] Ah, so all is on course then. That's a relief! Good to hear.
Ah. Hm. While I can stand it, you say ... [He blinks a few times at that. Does that matter?] Sorry, how does this... You in this room is not enough, that concentrating on the writing would be impossible?
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More than warm and calming? I don't suppose that you mean so hot and so calming I find myself in a sweaty slumber. That sounds both unromantic and, I must admit, rather icky. Yes! Icky. The only right word .
[Teasing again. He's pretty sure he's got the gist of what that means. When the ties that have a hold on him tighten, it means. When he cannot deny that his soul is only half his own.]
Oh? Well, thank you, I should hope I am worth waiting for. Of course I should! It'd be dreadful to be on the other side of that fence.
[He smiles and shrugs lightly.]
I could tell you that I do not know why, exactly, and that would not be a lie. I could guess. Oh, guessing, that's easy enough. There's no trouble in guessing. Anything is possible, even untruths, so I won't.
[His real suspicion lies deeper; rooted in his family. His father certainly played a role. But it's less painful to keep it open and guess aplenty.]
But what I know is that I am a slow one in the field of romance and closeness. I always have been, since my younger days. I'd like to think it more of a growing oak, slow and strong, than a rock being slowly worn by time and wind.
That is more worth the effort, eh?
[He's sure that this is something he can grow into, by now. Kai has been too gentle and understanding himself.] Ah, so all is on course then. That's a relief! Good to hear.
Ah. Hm. While I can stand it, you say ... [He blinks a few times at that. Does that matter?] Sorry, how does this... You in this room is not enough, that concentrating on the writing would be impossible?