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[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. ]

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[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.

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[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.

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . . ?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Is bad?

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[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!

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[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?

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ eyes him for a bit in silence. ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ --then shrugs and keeps on patting him. ]

It's a figure of speech. Nothing important to remember.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ wants to shake his head, but doesn't want to dislodge the hand either -- opts for leaning in closer instead. ]

Nein! Is important because Nathan say.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ raises an eyebrow in curiosity, pausing in the pats. ]

Are you going to be remembering everything I say, then?

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .

Try? I am not smart, but I try.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ gives a small nudge against nathan's palm, as if in reassurance. ]

Nathan is important, so remember more of Nathan.

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

...

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ after a moment of staring he quickly turns his face away when he notices that it's going red, suddenly feeling... something different and foreign.

takes his hand off of caleb's head as well, putting them to his cheeks a la icon instead. what is wrong with me? is his thought process, but-- ]