[He gets that smile back and it's a victory. Even when those last words cause both relief and hesitation (since I left the ship, he says. why specify that?), he finds himself smoothing his thumb over the back of Mattias' hand.
He's reassuring him. Being honest. It's a good sign, but it's one he has to follow up on. He has to stay in this light, and it's a constant dance. One he knows well.]
...So you did sit through the entirety of those?
[His laugh is weak, but it's practiced. It comes out smooth like most everything he does, and he slows his thumb finally.] It's-- You speak so humbly of your own traits, but I can't help but notice the ones around you who are enamored.
[He raises his free hand, rubbing at the back of his neck as his head lowers the slightest. Like he's admitting something secret (and in a way, this is a drop in pride, revealing any amount of his jealousy), or like he's a little embarrassed.]
Robin, as well. Especially, I'd say. [He pulls his own hand back, dropping the other and gripping them together in his lap. It's almost a wringing motion.]
It's not that he was speaking lowly of you at all, I hope you realize. It's that I questioned him on it directly and he continued to brush it off. He questioned my closeness with you, as well.
[Slowly, he looks up to Mattias, his hands gripping each other tight.]
I thought that... perhaps with him... [He shakes his head, separating his hands so he can raise one to wave it off.] It wasn't my place to accuse you.
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Date: 2015-05-08 05:57 am (UTC)He's reassuring him. Being honest. It's a good sign, but it's one he has to follow up on. He has to stay in this light, and it's a constant dance. One he knows well.]
...So you did sit through the entirety of those?
[His laugh is weak, but it's practiced. It comes out smooth like most everything he does, and he slows his thumb finally.] It's-- You speak so humbly of your own traits, but I can't help but notice the ones around you who are enamored.
[He raises his free hand, rubbing at the back of his neck as his head lowers the slightest. Like he's admitting something secret (and in a way, this is a drop in pride, revealing any amount of his jealousy), or like he's a little embarrassed.]
Robin, as well. Especially, I'd say. [He pulls his own hand back, dropping the other and gripping them together in his lap. It's almost a wringing motion.]
It's not that he was speaking lowly of you at all, I hope you realize. It's that I questioned him on it directly and he continued to brush it off. He questioned my closeness with you, as well.
[Slowly, he looks up to Mattias, his hands gripping each other tight.]
I thought that... perhaps with him... [He shakes his head, separating his hands so he can raise one to wave it off.] It wasn't my place to accuse you.