[ He's sorting through some of his notes on his desk, paying attention to her and it takes him a moment to realize what she's talking about. And when he does, he straightens, as if he's received an electric shock and turns his head to look at her.
It's one of the very few times he's been rendered a bit speechless. ]
Ah.
I see.
[ There's a sliver of... what? Hope? He's not given to those sorts of thoughts, but it worms its way in there, all the same. He's never wanted someone else's approval or affection before, not like he does with her and he's not sure he likes it. But he does. He wants it, all the same. So what does this mean for that?
For him? For everything he wants to accomplish? ]
Do you have... thoughts on the matter?
[ He's careful, feeling his way forward. The space between them in the room feels both incredibly claustrophobic and too far apart, all at once. A bit like he's back in the space of his prison, bounded by nothing but an eternity on all sides and left to his own thoughts. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2018-07-10 10:36 pm (UTC)It's one of the very few times he's been rendered a bit speechless. ]
Ah.
I see.
[ There's a sliver of... what? Hope? He's not given to those sorts of thoughts, but it worms its way in there, all the same. He's never wanted someone else's approval or affection before, not like he does with her and he's not sure he likes it. But he does. He wants it, all the same. So what does this mean for that?
For him? For everything he wants to accomplish? ]
Do you have... thoughts on the matter?
[ He's careful, feeling his way forward. The space between them in the room feels both incredibly claustrophobic and too far apart, all at once. A bit like he's back in the space of his prison, bounded by nothing but an eternity on all sides and left to his own thoughts. ]