[...Okay nevermind he is most certainly awkward now.]
I would know nothing about that.
[On one hand, he likes this- those fingers in his hair, against his chest- but he knows that it isn't proper, not allowed. Not welcome, not the way either of them would want it- not that he wants anything, but simply saying, his own values, and his, and...]
[This was so much easier when he could blame everything on the alcohol.]
Action;
I would know nothing about that.
[On one hand, he likes this- those fingers in his hair, against his chest- but he knows that it isn't proper, not allowed. Not welcome, not the way either of them would want it- not that he wants anything, but simply saying, his own values, and his, and...]
[This was so much easier when he could blame everything on the alcohol.]
But... you have built this place sturdily enough.