Watching her wave her fork around, his shoulders shake with a near-silent chuckle, but then she accuses him of charm and slides around the table, and there he goes blushing just a little again. He's not used to such compliments, and still a little unsure how to take them. He's smiling though, as he blushes, dimple showing again.
Once- was it only yesterday? She seemed afraid to get too close, and he was careful making any move to so much as touch her arm. Now she's close beside him, leaning her head against his shoulder, and that sign of friendship is very welcome. He reaches easily for the juice, and bumps her shoulder very lightly as he passes it over. He's beaming still, but gives her face a brief and searching look to gauge that this is okay, now, to be tactile. "I don't feel 'stuck' at all."
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Date: 2015-02-26 02:41 am (UTC)Once- was it only yesterday? She seemed afraid to get too close, and he was careful making any move to so much as touch her arm. Now she's close beside him, leaning her head against his shoulder, and that sign of friendship is very welcome. He reaches easily for the juice, and bumps her shoulder very lightly as he passes it over. He's beaming still, but gives her face a brief and searching look to gauge that this is okay, now, to be tactile. "I don't feel 'stuck' at all."