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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ isn't entirely there even when the plane comes to a complete stop; the noise ringing in his head is as painful as he remembers it being, making him sway a bit while pressing a hand to his forehead. the world before his eyes seems to double, triple, merge back into one, then double again, while the blueprint-world throbs in noisy emptiness. makes small whimpering noises when they're walking, barely hanging onto consciousness by focusing on that comforting, erratic heartbeat he knows is near.

gropes around for a smaller hand that he knows is around (but can't remember why it would be right this moment) while mumbling absentmindedly under his breath in german, as if he's welcoming himself back home. ]

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ droops, looking conflicted for a moment before he shakes himself out it. ]

Es tut mir leid, Nathan.

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[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ sighs and wraps his arm around him again, giving a small squeeze. ]

Just... you're not stupid. Sure, sometimes you're a little thick and don't understand things, but I--

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ stops. feels his ears and face grow warm. ]

U-um. I-- I like that. About you.

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[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ blinks for the third time in the past few minutes, tilting his head as if confirming with himself that he hadn't heard wrong. ]

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ then gives him a considering stare, almost uncharacteristic. the expression fades as quickly as it had come, however, face brightening with a smile as he gives a returning squeeze. ]

Danke, Nathan.

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[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ nods once but otherwise doesn't move an inch, the embarrassment of his confession still running strong. ]

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ pulls back after he feels ready, rubbing at his nose a little to try and ward off the rosy color on his cheeks. keeps his eyes on the ground while he speaks. ]

It's been a while. Did she get lost in her own house?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Nein! Is in bed. Rest!

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[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

Huh...

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ & then has a thought. frowns a bit as he looks up at caleb. ]

Are you tired? Do you want to go rest too?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ rests his head on top of nathan's again. ]

Is Nathan?

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head slowly as to not jar caleb's resting spot. ]

Not really, but I don't mind if you need to sleep.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ straightens his head again on cue. ]

Then is okay! I sleep later. Deutschland!

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ can't help but smile at that. turns his head to look up at him, lifting a finger to poke his nose once. ]

Then you can show me to the kitchen. I'm thirsty.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ nods excitedly & pulls away some, though he reaches for one of nathan's hands. tugs on it some when he grasps it. ]

Is good kitchen! Always a lot of food!

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ holds his hand back and opens his mouth, wanting to correct him... then promptly closes it. offers another smile instead. ]

German food?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ starts leading them along toward the kitchen, excitement building again. ]

Ja! Very good! Home food!

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ goes along but takes three quick steps to stand beside him. ]

What kind of stuff do you eat? Other than sausage and cabbage.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Erm. . . kartoffel is good. Many Gemüse and Fleisch. Is same food! Different cook?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

... 'kay. Guess I'll have to wait and see what that means.

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

Erm. . . I bring book. Translate. Ask Hilda?

[prideofmusic.livejournal.com]

[ flushes at the thought. ]

M-maybe...

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ glances at him at the entrance of the kitchen, looking a bit puzzled. ]

Is okay?

[prideofpuppy.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head quickly. ]

N-no, it's okay.

[ looks around the kitchen, spotting the fridge. points to it. ] So... water? Uh. Wasser?

[echolocating.livejournal.com]

[ smiles, looking pleased. ]

Ja, wasser! Nathan is good at Deutsch. [ then releases nathan's hand to rummage around (carefully) for a glass to fill with water. wanders back to hand it over. ] Only wasser? Hungry?