"That does sound very like you," she admits with a very serious nod, a smile on her face the whole while. Saints, she could get used to this. Him. Like this.
She tilts her head a little to one side. "Guess you're right," she hums a soft, curious note. "I'm not sure... do you want to just go downstairs, raid whatever Mag's offering on menu tonight?"
He feels personally like an entirely different person. Different because of them knowing the truth, of his relationship with them both, and even that he's gotten to the point physically where he has with them both. There's been so many changes in what feels like such a short time.
That he nods at though. "I like that." He offers his hand to her. "Shall we?"
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She tilts her head a little to one side. "Guess you're right," she hums a soft, curious note. "I'm not sure... do you want to just go downstairs, raid whatever Mag's offering on menu tonight?"
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He feels personally like an entirely different person. Different because of them knowing the truth, of his relationship with them both, and even that he's gotten to the point physically where he has with them both. There's been so many changes in what feels like such a short time.
That he nods at though. "I like that." He offers his hand to her. "Shall we?"