( July 21. He'll remember that now, now that he's all too aware of time and how long he can be stuck in a strange place. He takes a seat quietly, staring at the plates she's selected. He's not sure how she managed to find anything quite as close as she did (even if they're not exactly matching) but the effort is definitely noticed.
It's like a panic in the back of his mind, this kindness. Questions flood in, like why would she care, and what is there to celebrate about meeting a failure of an angel, but... There's a warmth, too. He's grateful. There are just a lot of complicated feelings here he's trying to unpack quietly. )
...I thought you were ignoring me.
( He finally brings that up, taking the fork with his left hand and turning it over a few times. )
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Date: 2023-07-11 07:45 pm (UTC)It's like a panic in the back of his mind, this kindness. Questions flood in, like why would she care, and what is there to celebrate about meeting a failure of an angel, but... There's a warmth, too. He's grateful. There are just a lot of complicated feelings here he's trying to unpack quietly. )
...I thought you were ignoring me.
( He finally brings that up, taking the fork with his left hand and turning it over a few times. )
You're not mad at me after all?