[OH RIGHT, THAT. He completely forgot. A pang of guilt hits him, and he thinks, wildly, that maybe he should tell her. But things are going so well, and telling her is probably a surefire way to get a cold brushoff and have to slink home on his own.
Later. He'll tell her later, when the timing is better.]
Heh, yeah.
[He does notice, after a minute, just how much of her might be open to the wind.]
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Later. He'll tell her later, when the timing is better.]
Heh, yeah.
[He does notice, after a minute, just how much of her might be open to the wind.]
You warm enough?