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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ He doesn't reply, but he does grumble a little at that, something that may sound suspiciously like, ] Just had to bring logic into this.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ A long time ago when he was a kid, he heard a theory that a butterfly flapping its wings in on one side of the world could cause a hurricane on the other.

He SIGHS, and hopes the ensuing disaster becomes epic enough to blow over the bookstore.

(No, that's stupid and selfish. But sighing does make him feel better.) ]


If you lose sight of me, I probably fell asleep in a corner.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
You're the healer. I guess I should defer to your expertise.

Just don't want us caught unawares, that's all.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
... Did I say asleep? I meant I'll be, you know, totally interested and attentive and saying "yes, dear" at all the appropriate moments.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ immediately: ] No thanks, I'm good.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ He heaves another sigh. It begins.

But he takes the book and tucks it under his arm. ]


Keep in mind I've only got two of these bad boys. [ He waggles the fingers of his free hand at her. ] Don't go too nuts.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ The corner of his mouth twitches, as though he's trying to suppress a smile. ]

I didn't take you for the mother hen type.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ HE KNEW IT-- is what he wants to say, but wisely he keeps his mouth shut and carries the books like a champ. ]

When are you gonna have the time to even read half of these--?
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Even if it is his imagination, he stops trying to suppress his little smirk. ]

I appreciate it, but I'm a big boy. Lived this long, after all.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ That brings him up short, and his shoulders drop a little. As though on reflex, one hand gingerly touches the angry red marks on his chest. ]

... Fair enough point. Can safely say that's pretty new to me.
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ His jaw drops, first, and then he pinches out a sort of high-pitched, disbelieving-- ]

Seriously? All of these?
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[personal profile] nostalgiabomb 2014-10-05 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's a little confused at first, but then he seems to realize what he's doing. ]

What, you don't think they're becoming? I hear some women find scars attractive.