Pulling away from the close embrace didn’t feel like retreating, and that was nice. Aoba lowered his own arms, hands loosely in his lap, and still half-forgetting that he was in Declan’s. A rough awareness that he should get up was based only on the need to pack and prepare for the traveling they were going to do, though he didn’t imagine that taking very long. Well, on his end, anyway. Maybe they could go out for lunch, or dinner. Not anything fancy. Drinks and sandwiches at that bar, maybe. Although, kindly barkeep or not, the surrounding patrons might sour the experience, even if a weird part of Aoba wanted to-
…rub their faces in it.
Except, hold on. Something in what Declan said was enough to have Aoba giving himself a little shake out of his thoughts.
“Wait, sorry, what? Queen?” For what he’d learned of Declan’s universe so far, Aoba didn’t think he’d heard much about a queen yet. “You know a Queen? We’re getting royalty involved?”
‘If’, Aoba, Declan had said ‘if’, but that didn’t stop the man from starting to get a little worked up over the idea of someone with such an important-sounding title getting involved in his stupid little business! Nevermind that world-hopping time-spanning portals was significantly something more than stupid little business, but still!
no subject
…rub their faces in it.
Except, hold on. Something in what Declan said was enough to have Aoba giving himself a little shake out of his thoughts.
“Wait, sorry, what? Queen?” For what he’d learned of Declan’s universe so far, Aoba didn’t think he’d heard much about a queen yet. “You know a Queen? We’re getting royalty involved?”
‘If’, Aoba, Declan had said ‘if’, but that didn’t stop the man from starting to get a little worked up over the idea of someone with such an important-sounding title getting involved in his stupid little business! Nevermind that world-hopping time-spanning portals was significantly something more than stupid little business, but still!