And Aoba, when he found himself left alone again—mostly due to the slower pace at which he moved when waking up—ended up getting completely dressed with all the proper layers, anyway. He followed through on morning rituals of his own, also at a more relaxed pace.
In idle fashion, his thoughts wandered back to the stories they had exchanged the night before. It made for…less awkward imaginings than revisiting the more physical things that had happened, upon which Desire had more than enough commentary already. It was mostly praise and encouragement, which was so weirdly positive compared to what he was used to from his other side, that thinking about other things completely was almost a distraction tactic.
He thought of the fairly stark nature of their surroundings aboard the Mariner compared to Mac’s ship and wondered…could something like brightly colored paper still be found in this day and age? Maybe he could substitute cloth instead….
And then his efforts at self-distraction only lasted as long as it took him to get out to the common area, anyway, to see the bare-chested Awoken moving around the little galley as domestically as you please. Unspoken things were well spoken, now. He had no regrets, but it was all uncharted territory from here on out.
“…I’d ask if you’re putting pomegranate seeds in that,” he found himself joking, as he loitered out of the way, “But I wouldn’t even know what they look like.”
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In idle fashion, his thoughts wandered back to the stories they had exchanged the night before. It made for…less awkward imaginings than revisiting the more physical things that had happened, upon which Desire had more than enough commentary already. It was mostly praise and encouragement, which was so weirdly positive compared to what he was used to from his other side, that thinking about other things completely was almost a distraction tactic.
He thought of the fairly stark nature of their surroundings aboard the Mariner compared to Mac’s ship and wondered…could something like brightly colored paper still be found in this day and age? Maybe he could substitute cloth instead….
And then his efforts at self-distraction only lasted as long as it took him to get out to the common area, anyway, to see the bare-chested Awoken moving around the little galley as domestically as you please. Unspoken things were well spoken, now. He had no regrets, but it was all uncharted territory from here on out.
“…I’d ask if you’re putting pomegranate seeds in that,” he found himself joking, as he loitered out of the way, “But I wouldn’t even know what they look like.”