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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ tucked against the corner of the couch, head lolling a bit as he dazes, an arm loosely wrapped around nathan's waist. the touch is as unintrusive as it gets -- relaxed and open so that nathan can get away anytime he wishes. twitches once in a while in his daze, however, still relatively aware as people appears & disappears in the map in his head. ]

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ jumps in when nathan doesn't speak, leaning in close to caleb. ]

< Oh! Your English is so good now! I'm impressed! >

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . . !

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

< Really?! I practiced everyday! >

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ reaches to ruffle caleb's hair again. ]

< I can tell! Wow! I should make you another sticker book! >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ pauses, humming in thought. ]

< But you're too big for that now. > [ taps his nose with a finger, leaning down so they're eye-to-eye. ] < How about some gifts instead? >

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

< I still have my old one. I need three more stars to complete it. >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ & then pauses a bit, blinking. ]

< . . . Gifts? From home? >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

Ja!

[ shifts to lean over and grab the bag on the floor, dragging it over with her towards the couch. sits down and starts pulling out a bunch (http://i41.tinypic.com/2r3fuid.jpg) of (http://i41.tinypic.com/zl5dvd.png) different (http://i43.tinypic.com/20gh89l.png) kinds (http://i41.tinypic.com/19nh2x.png) of (http://i42.tinypic.com/154bt4m.png) foods (http://i40.tinypic.com/2jw9b8.png), setting them on the coffee table in front of her one-by-one. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ his expression turns more & more awed as she pulls out the treats, eyes growing wide & jaw dropping a little in wonder. ]

< Wow! Wow, wow, wow. . . ! My favourites! >

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

< Of course! You didn't think I'd forget them, did you? >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

... !

[ looks over at nathan again. ]

Kurzer Junge! Come! Pick something.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Oh, uh. [ scratches his arm, looking a little awkward. ] Actually, I think I gotta go home...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ hands pause in reaching for one of the bags, priorities demanding that he turn back to nathan. ]

Go?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [ shifts to pick up his laptop from the free space on the couch. reaches over to grab his bag, shouldering it. ] I've got lots of homework to do, y'know?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ puts the treat down on the table, straightening as well. ]

Go to Nathan house with Nathan? Can go!

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ opens his mouth to accept the offer, but shuts it when his gaze goes back to hilda. ]

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

...

[ rolls his eyes up towards the ceiling, giving a tiny sigh. ]

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ flicks the middle of caleb's forehead lightly, the other hand firmly on his hip. ]

And leave her here when she came to visit you? I don't think so.

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ hand lingers there for a moment before smoothing down some of caleb's messy hair, letting it fall to his side again. ]

I'll be fine. Really.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ scrunches his nose initially at the flick, going a little cross-eyed. blinks when the nicer touches follow after that, also looking back & forth between hilda & nathan. ends up nodding slowly in the end, however. ]

. . . if Nathan say okay.

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ pauses in putting his laptop in his bag to look back up at caleb. ]

... augh, c'mon, don't give me that look. Aren't you supposed to be happy?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ jumps a bit, looking like he just got caught red-handed. ]

Not bad!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ strokes his chin, leaning in a bit to inspect him. ]

You sure about that?

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ shrinks a bit, trying his best to look innocent. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

. . .