( At least he can manipulate his magic to make himself colder, but it seems like it could be an unfortunate giveaway if he accidentally bumped into someone and was radiating cold. The heat doesn't bother him, in truth; it's more the smell, the clothes, all aggravated by summer inching closer. )
Uh.
( Oh. Okay, yep. He kind of stops in place, and there's something familiar about it, like how Max would smooth down his ties, slide her hands down his arms and doublecheck his cufflinks. Despite it not being Max that's close, there's still something helpful about it. His eyes slip shut: inhale, exhale. )
Thank you.
( Less softly, he huffs a slight laugh. )
Uh, they used t-to um, b-be more-- ( He can't quite explain it, just manages an awkward gesture with his hands, palms open and just kind of-- just it was all grander and even more frivolous.
Hopefully mild incoherence is something she can muddle through. )
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Uh.
( Oh. Okay, yep. He kind of stops in place, and there's something familiar about it, like how Max would smooth down his ties, slide her hands down his arms and doublecheck his cufflinks. Despite it not being Max that's close, there's still something helpful about it. His eyes slip shut: inhale, exhale. )
Thank you.
( Less softly, he huffs a slight laugh. )
Uh, they used t-to um, b-be more-- ( He can't quite explain it, just manages an awkward gesture with his hands, palms open and just kind of-- just it was all grander and even more frivolous.
Hopefully mild incoherence is something she can muddle through. )