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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]

[ blinks in surprise, then slowly smiles down at him fondly. ]

< Have you told him this? >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ pauses to think a little & then nods slowly. ]

< I told him that I like him, and that he's really nice. >

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ goes silent after his words, simply staring at him. ]

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ --then starts laughing, using her free hand to give him a hair ruffle. ]

< You're so cute! Those are two completely different things, silly! >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ looks at her through his messed bangs. ]

< They are? >

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

< Of course! >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ looks up at the sky, humming briefly. ]

< It's easy to tell someone that you like them, or that they're nice, but telling them that you need them and that they're a significant part of your life is another story altogether. >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ turns her eyes downward again, tilting her head a bit. ]

< In other words, he might not understand the extent of his worth to you with just saying that you like him and think he's nice. You want him to be fully aware of this. >

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ listens intently as he always does when she speaks, not even nodding so that he can properly memorize her words. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ then looks down. & then up. & then back down. & then finally nods with a slightly shaky smile. ]

< Okay. I'll tell him if Hilda thinks he should know. >

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

...

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ stops and gently slips her hand away from his, bringing both of hers up to place them on his arms before swooping down so they're at eye-level. ]

< Sweetheart, you should only do things if you think it's right. I am simply giving you my opinion, and I would never think less of you if you didn't take my thoughts into consideration. >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ tucks some of his hair behind an ear, giving an encouraging look. ]

< You are far smarter than you give yourself credit for. I trust that you'll come to your own conclusions without any help. >

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head. ]

< But I trust Hilda. >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ puts a hand to his chest. ]

< Erm. I think there is something here that I don't know how to say. >

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ laughs softly, patting that hand. ]

< It's alright, you don't have to say anything at all. >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ finally stands again, repositioning their hands back into a holding position. ]

< In exchange for listening to an old woman's rambling, how about I buy you some ice cream? >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ ... naturally hones in only on the first half. ]

< Hilda is not old! >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ decides to humor him: ]

< Really~? >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

< Really! >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ throws her arms around him into a hug. ]

< Aw, you're such a good boy! >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ hugs back automatically. ]

< I am a good boy! And Hilda is not old. >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ ruffles his hair a bit, giving him a forehead smooch. ]

< If Caleb says so, then I will believe it! >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ pulls back, taking his hand again. ]

< Come! Let us go before all the good ice cream is gone! >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ this time tugs her along, leading them to the closest (approaching) ice cream truck. ]

< What flavour does Hilda want? >