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[devoutish]

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[devoutish]

And this memory stuff now, yeah.

[He rubs light circles on the back of her hand with his thumb.]

[furgood]

I've not really invited many people into my memories. I know I can choose but I'm always a little worried that I'll get the wrong one. And I don't trust a lot of people with that.

[devoutish]

And yet you'd trust me? You talked about showing me a beach party and all.

[furgood]

Well--I mean, I trusted you with this. And I know you're not a great person but I trust you with it the same is trust my pack. You're not going to-- you won't see me different for it, I think and just taking about it and not holding it in is--[Her breath escapes in a big huff] Yes. And if you want to say I have bad judgement, get in line.

[devoutish]

I'm not gonna say that. I'm gonna say that I'm flattered; honored.

[furgood]

Oh. Well-- good.

[For once she seems at a loss for words. In the end, she settles for a quick squeeze of his hand and a little peep of a smile ]

[devoutish]

And may I also say you've got a very pretty smile.

[Hey, while he's already making her speechless, why not?]

[furgood]

[ She flushes, not than he can really tell, and fiddles with a curl of hair, wrapping it around her finger ]

Thank you-- You're doing this on purrpose. [She traces her thumb along his own and shakes her head ] Making me all flustered.

[devoutish]

[A hint of a grin dances across his face.]

Is it working?

[She really does seem like she could do with a distraction right now - they both could, really.]

[furgood]

[ She nudges him with her shoulder. Her gaze is veiled with lashes but the smile is not.]

Obviously!

[devoutish]

Mm. It's just a shame that I don't want to get up and finish that tea.

[furgood]

[ Her voice has a teasing lilt ] Going to sit here with me all day?

[devoutish]

I've half a mind to. Yes.

[furgood]

Well I won't stop you in your endeavors. They are clearly well thought out. [ She traces her fingertips along the back of his hand. Clearly, she could do this better if she actually let go and didn't keep her fingers curl led amongst his but she's not quite ready to give up his hand ] You won't find yourself bored at all.

[devoutish]

Is that a promise?

[furgood]

[She grins</small] Meowbe. I can meowbe purromise that.

[devoutish]

Right, have we agreed that I'm still groaning at these flat-out ridiculous puns of yours? I can't remember.

[furgood]

[ She's grinning even more brightly ] Oh I'm well aware. Why did you think I pun so much around you.

[devoutish]

Compulsion.

[He teases.]

Pure compulsion.

[furgood]

I mean, maybe a little. I am compelled to watch you shake your head at me every single time and find it amusing so there is that. You make it so easy.

[devoutish]

Mm. I suppose I could start doing something else.

[furgood]

And what would that be? More whining?

[devoutish]

[ He pulls his hand away, gently, and then puts it on her shoulder as he leans in to kiss her on the cheek.]

Oh, I don't know. Tea?

[furgood]

[ She giggles as he kisses her cheek.</ small>] Beard tickles you know. [Her eyes sparkle ] Tea is your solution to everything.

[devoutish]

Well, I am English.

[ He stands creakily and moves back towards the kitchen. ]

Stay right there. I'll heat the water up and bring it out to you.