No. [He chuckles, waving a hand halfway through Oren's apology.] No. Robin and I—[He sighs.]—While I can't say I'd be adverse to the idea, it wouldn't—there are complications. We're... It's unlikely to happen.
[As much as he desires otherwise. Still, the tension in his shoulders lessens and when he smiles at Oren it's easy. Fonder than before. Slowly, his hands wrap around Oren's own.] Still, it's a relief to hear clarification. I... [his hands fall away, moving back to fiddle with the ring.] ... am a man of foolish hope.
[He laughs breathlessly, gaze flickering to Oren and back, shy, at first, before he pauses. Grins. Leans back with a growing smirk. Oren was jealous, not simply of flirtatious aliens but of anyone getting close. It was flattering, in a way. The right kind of protection.] You truly have grown possessive, haven't you?
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Date: 2015-05-08 06:35 am (UTC)[As much as he desires otherwise. Still, the tension in his shoulders lessens and when he smiles at Oren it's easy. Fonder than before. Slowly, his hands wrap around Oren's own.] Still, it's a relief to hear clarification. I... [his hands fall away, moving back to fiddle with the ring.] ... am a man of foolish hope.
[He laughs breathlessly, gaze flickering to Oren and back, shy, at first, before he pauses. Grins. Leans back with a growing smirk. Oren was jealous, not simply of flirtatious aliens but of anyone getting close. It was flattering, in a way. The right kind of protection.] You truly have grown possessive, haven't you?