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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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[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]

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[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? >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

< Just vanilla. > [ pats her stomach with her free hand, giving him a wink. ] < Gotta watch my weight, after all! >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ glances at her tummy on cue. & then rubs at the back of his head with his free hand. ]

< Erm. . . if I get mango, can we still share bites. . . ? >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ laughs, thoroughly amused. ]

< Of course we can! >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

< Hilda's stomach won't get upset? >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

< Nope! > [ shoots him the thumbs-up. ] < My stomach can take anything! >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ laughs a bit. ]

< Stomach of steel! >

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ jabs her fist in the air. ]

< Of steel! >

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ peers at the selection when they reach the ice cream truck, looking surprised. ]

< So colorful! It's been a while since I've seen so many different kinds! >

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ nods while looking at the available flavours, wondering which of them is mango. in the end gives up (what would a 'rocket' taste like?) & asks the driver instead. ]

Mango?