My- what? [ Not going in for a kiss then? He- what? His mind's still caught on the aborted 'please kiss me' instinct he'd ran past earlier and is doing loops around the 'what the fuck what the fuck' circle that's dipped half in tequila and the feel of Sam's hair in his hands and the bloodslick grime against his lips that had him gagging during the mind assassination thing that went down.
It is a very complicated series of emotions. ]
It's just gel? [ That's all that's ever in it now that he's got access to it again. Right. Shit. Things are the left of normal, return to normal- ]
...do you, uh. Do you want me to make some coffee?
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It is a very complicated series of emotions. ]
It's just gel? [ That's all that's ever in it now that he's got access to it again. Right. Shit. Things are the left of normal, return to normal- ]
...do you, uh. Do you want me to make some coffee?