[ he still must! he needs to see how it feels! and wool has warmth to it indeed. he has all of it wrapped enough to cover half his face, and he hooks two fingers to pull them down and reveal the much growing smile there coming from the earlier surprise. ]
I feel safe. It’s warm— and I’m so happy.
[ he must take the other’s hand with both his, now, turning his body to face him in their seats. fingers pluck at fingers and curl where they can, and through it, falco has reached his highest flushed hue of green. ]
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I feel safe. It’s warm— and I’m so happy.
[ he must take the other’s hand with both his, now, turning his body to face him in their seats. fingers pluck at fingers and curl where they can, and through it, falco has reached his highest flushed hue of green. ]
—How do I look?