Yeah, would really hate to spread the false word that I'm a nice guy or something.
[ even if he has absolutely no problem with being nice to certain people, particularly to her. because even a little arm swing feels a bit out of his realm, but he can feel the ease of it from her, and if there's something to make her feel more comfortable, he's not going to complain much.
besides, the walk itself is nice, and even if they're still well deep in the heart of the station, the change in scenery does feel like they could have stepped away to a different world, even for just a little while, which definitely beats the cabin fever of being trapped on here. a part of him wishes her could do just that, leave his place, with her hand in his, taking her someplace where the snow is real and there's a wider world to explore.
he knows she can't, that if she leaves here, she'll die, and he can't leave until he makes sure she survives. and when she does survive — he knows he won't be able to take her anywhere.
brushing away the thought, he absentmindedly squeezes her hand tighter but doesn't draw attention to it, looking ahead. ]
This party — I don't ... have to dress up or do anything weird, do I? [ considering the doctors are involved, he'd imagine that's usually the case. ] Just show up and I'm good?
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[ even if he has absolutely no problem with being nice to certain people, particularly to her. because even a little arm swing feels a bit out of his realm, but he can feel the ease of it from her, and if there's something to make her feel more comfortable, he's not going to complain much.
besides, the walk itself is nice, and even if they're still well deep in the heart of the station, the change in scenery does feel like they could have stepped away to a different world, even for just a little while, which definitely beats the cabin fever of being trapped on here. a part of him wishes her could do just that, leave his place, with her hand in his, taking her someplace where the snow is real and there's a wider world to explore.
he knows she can't, that if she leaves here, she'll die, and he can't leave until he makes sure she survives. and when she does survive — he knows he won't be able to take her anywhere.
brushing away the thought, he absentmindedly squeezes her hand tighter but doesn't draw attention to it, looking ahead. ]
This party — I don't ... have to dress up or do anything weird, do I? [ considering the doctors are involved, he'd imagine that's usually the case. ] Just show up and I'm good?