[He watches her excitement slowly dissipate and glances to the side himself, already sensing this upcoming conversation will no doubt be awkward in spades. Fuck his luck; he is not prepared for this.]
Maaah, when did you get back? [A tiny laugh] Oi, if I'd known, I would've tried getting back here sooner! [The truth of that statement is a warm, comforting beacon in the sea of his uncertainty, enough to dislodge him from his subconsciously defensive position by the door.
Calm down already, chef. She looks happy to see you. That's a good sign.]
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Maaah, when did you get back? [A tiny laugh] Oi, if I'd known, I would've tried getting back here sooner! [The truth of that statement is a warm, comforting beacon in the sea of his uncertainty, enough to dislodge him from his subconsciously defensive position by the door.
Calm down already, chef. She looks happy to see you. That's a good sign.]