[ She nudges him a little harder with her elbow, beaming. Whatever it is, the conversation feels pretty good? Better than some of the ones they've had, for certain. ]
[He looks over at her and forces himself not to look away, even though it's like trying to force himself to look at a solar eclipse or something, such is the weight of the embarrassment he feels about this. She's so earnest! She's turning that on him, the worst possible person to turn that kind of feeling on! He can't stop overthinking it. He needs to head home and lie in bed and obsessively replay this whole conversation all night and make it even weirder than it already is. That's clearly the only path forward from here, is just making things absolutely fucking awkward.
Sheesh, that smile. Like his ears weren't pink enough.]
You're . . . yeah. I could tell. I mean, shit, you know what I mean, so I'm not even gonna bother trying to say what I mean. You fill it in!
[ They've both survived the end of the world, they can both survive some awkwardness.
Not that she realizes there's anything to feel awkward about about this moment. She's already very deliberately done her best to set aside worrying about the things that have bothered her, those little bits and pieces that have nagged for reasons she hasn't really been able to pin down. Right now, she just feels good, relieved in a way that she doesn't feel is important to examine just yet. ]
If you feel the same, you could just say "me too." That's a pretty quick way of doing it.
[FLATLY. Dryly, with that brand of humor he has, and a little more confidence in his understated amusement. This is fine. This feeling may be awkward, but he doesn't not like it.]
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Date: 2021-05-06 04:39 am (UTC)[ She nudges him a little harder with her elbow, beaming. Whatever it is, the conversation feels pretty good? Better than some of the ones they've had, for certain. ]
...Hey, Kadoc? I'm glad you're here.
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Date: 2021-05-06 04:56 am (UTC)Sheesh, that smile. Like his ears weren't pink enough.]
You're . . . yeah. I could tell. I mean, shit, you know what I mean, so I'm not even gonna bother trying to say what I mean. You fill it in!
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Date: 2021-05-06 05:02 am (UTC)Not that she realizes there's anything to feel awkward about about this moment. She's already very deliberately done her best to set aside worrying about the things that have bothered her, those little bits and pieces that have nagged for reasons she hasn't really been able to pin down. Right now, she just feels good, relieved in a way that she doesn't feel is important to examine just yet. ]
If you feel the same, you could just say "me too." That's a pretty quick way of doing it.
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Date: 2021-05-06 05:20 am (UTC)[FLATLY. Dryly, with that brand of humor he has, and a little more confidence in his understated amusement. This is fine. This feeling may be awkward, but he doesn't not like it.]
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Date: 2021-05-06 05:30 am (UTC)[ At this point, she can recognize it, and that pleases her. He's playing along! This is what friends do! Nice. ]