(no subject)

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ is standing near the entrance of the starbucks where he had first met nathan, looking strangely compliant & calm as he listens & reacts (as quietly & discreetly as he's capable) to the bustling crowd of the afternoon. it's not so busy as to give him a headache, but busy enough to keep him entertained as he waits for his teammate/friend. ]

Comments

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ only slows to grab his jacket, shuffling after happily. ]

Where is first?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

I dunno. [ shoves his hands in his pockets as they go along, craning his neck up towards the sky. ] What kind of place are you looking for, anyway?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Erm... a house I can pay. And quiet?

1/2

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

... I'm sure you won't have a problem with that 'paying' part.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

But uh. Alright. Quiet, huh.

[ looks like he's thinking about something... then quickly takes a left down another path, finally knowing just the area to go to. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ keeps following after, speaking quietly, almost as if it wasn't meant to be heard. ]

New team is very nice.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ almost didn't hear him at first, too engrossed in following the mental map in his head of the area. soon lets out a small "hm?" in reply, shifting his gaze over to caleb. but when he catches on he looks down at his shoes in thought. ]

... glad you like them.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Nathan like team too?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ thinks about it, kicking an invisible pebble along the way. decides to shrug. ]

Don't like or hate them. It's just work.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ slows a little to glance at him. ]

Even no little like?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ shoves his hands into his pockets. ]

I dunno. They're just co-workers.

1/2

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ is silent for a moment, thinking. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ -- & something seems to short-circuit. ]

Erm. Herr Aaron and Nathan is good together?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ stops walking. gives him this look. ]

... you aren't serious, are you.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ stops too, looking as honest as he gets. ]

Ja, I am serious! A lot! Is good together!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ arms go across his chest while he rolls his eyes. lifts a finger, prodding caleb's chest to emphasize his point: ]

You get along with him more than I do, and you've only known him for a day.

1/3

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . . ?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Is bad?

1/2

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ pulls his hand back and starts walking again. cue another shrug. ]

Naw, I guess not.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ then grows a little quiet, murmuring his next words. ]

As long as you're happy... or something.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ automatically follows, but catches the murmur, making him perk up immediately. ]

I am happy! [ scurries over a little closer, trying to communicate as clearly as possible. ] Happy here, with Nathan and with team!

1/2

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ pointedly looking away, embarrassed. ]

O-okay okay, I get it!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ seems to regain composure quickly, though; shakes his head and lets out an amused huff of air. lifts a hand to pat caleb's head, almost a little affectionately without realizing it. his tone is a little softer as well. ]

You get excited so easily. What'm I gonna do with you...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ leans into the pat happily, looking both content and confused. ]

Do with me?