[He could have guessed she was athletic from her frame and how she carried herself, but it still drops like a little stone in his stomach. Her hand is so warm, he doesn't want to let go, but now that he's noticed he still has it he splays his fingers so she can recoil.]
Ah, athletic, are you? I'm particularly fond of rock climbing and cycling, myself.
I love climbing, too! You should see the size of the cliffs I can scale back home. I wish I could take you there! Cycling isn't something I've done before, maybe one day you could show me?
( it's funny, he said he was leaving, but Amber doesn't really want him to go!!?? this sucks. but she knows he has to go off and do things, as does she. he's just so great to talk to. )
[He keeps waiting for her to take her hand back. It's still so warm. Why the fuck hasn't he left yet?]
Should I come upon a cycle, I'll let you know. [He is routinely awful at Shutting The Fuck Up, but this is new. This is new in a way he doesn't know if he likes.] Do you...? [He taps his hand upward against hers, like he's making sure she realizes she can move it.]
[Head empty, no thoughts. Fuck, he's endeared. Shaking his head, he waves his now-freed hand.]
Mmn, nothing. [He reaches into the pocket of his shirt and pulls out his pamphlet from arrival, flipping to his own page in the directory.] This is me, though I've no idea how to give directions given there are no street names or anything here.
( she takes the paper and nods, with a confident smile. )
No problem! I'm sure I'll manage. ( Amber points her finger at her entry, too. ) Just for your own reference, too. I live here on this rural farm with Mishka. You're welcome to swing by any time you want to.
[He peers over her at the entry, humming in thought before he leans back on his heels, smiling briefly. His brain's gotten too fucking loud for him to actually contribute to continued time spent around her, so he just nods, and pivots, raising a hand to wave and walking off.]
[It was nice to think about, having someone like her in his life, but it would never last. Got some news for you, Kech.]
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Ah, athletic, are you? I'm particularly fond of rock climbing and cycling, myself.
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( it's funny, he said he was leaving, but Amber doesn't really want him to go!!?? this sucks. but she knows he has to go off and do things, as does she. he's just so great to talk to. )
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Should I come upon a cycle, I'll let you know. [He is routinely awful at Shutting The Fuck Up, but this is new. This is new in a way he doesn't know if he likes.] Do you...? [He taps his hand upward against hers, like he's making sure she realizes she can move it.]
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O-Oh! Sorry. Yeah. That'd be great! ( way to go, Amber. she just laughs awkwardly. UHH. )
Huh? Do I what?
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Mmn, nothing. [He reaches into the pocket of his shirt and pulls out his pamphlet from arrival, flipping to his own page in the directory.] This is me, though I've no idea how to give directions given there are no street names or anything here.
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No problem! I'm sure I'll manage. ( Amber points her finger at her entry, too. ) Just for your own reference, too. I live here on this rural farm with Mishka. You're welcome to swing by any time you want to.
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[It was nice to think about, having someone like her in his life, but it would never last.
Got some news for you, Kech.]