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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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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

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

Nathan is important, so remember more of Nathan.

1/3

[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-- ]

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head furiously, returning back to neutrality. though it's hard with the way he falters slightly with his words as they continue on. ]

A-anyway... you should start paying attention to the scenery. This is the area I was talking about.

1/3

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ automatic response first: ]

I see! Always see.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ but looks around anyway, mostly for nathan's benefit. ]

Old people? But quiet.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ attention doesn't stay focused on his environment for long, though, as he's quickly distracted by something else. peers curiously at nathan upon realizing nathan('s heartbeat) is the source, lifting a hand to press the back of it against a slightly flushed cheek. ]

. . . ? Warm? Nathan is okay?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ sputters upon contact, quickly jumping back a foot or two. puts his own hand on the cheek caleb had touched, though he just gets more flushed regardless, voice rising slightly in defense (but not in anger). ]

O-of course I'm okay! Why wouldn't I be okay? There's no reason not to be!

1/3

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Erm. But...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

If Nathan is okay, then is okay.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Exactly! [ shifts so he's standing as tall as his body will allow, arms crossing once more. ] S-so let's find you a house! Or whatever!

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Ja! House for party!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Not for party. For living in.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Live too, ja. But party with team is important.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ waves the comment off with a hand. ]

We can have a party anywhere. Find something that you'll like living in, first.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Any house is okay. Quiet is good, but live is easy?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

... you really don't care where you live, do you.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Nein. I have more important thing to care.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Oh? Like what?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .

Very important is team. Protect team is first important thing.

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

...

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ eventually lifts a hand again, instead patting caleb's shoulder this time. ]

Well, doesn't hurt to think about yourself once in a while too, okay? We're not in life-threatening situations all the time.

1/2

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ hesitates a little, looking oddly conflicted, but eventually nods. ]

Danke.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

But I be okay. Trust Nathan!