[He has to admit he was almost hoping for a different answer, something beyond just returning the favor, but it's not something he can ask for. He's letting his thoughts stray too much toward things like that-- maybe it's not what Oren meant at all. Maybe this really is all that's there.
Ryan rolls over, with some effort, and grudgingly shifts toward the edge of the bed to plant webbed feet on the floor. --then there's a brief little whine as he draws his knees back up, frowning (almost pouting, really) at the ground.]
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[He has to admit he was almost hoping for a different answer, something beyond just returning the favor, but it's not something he can ask for. He's letting his thoughts stray too much toward things like that-- maybe it's not what Oren meant at all. Maybe this really is all that's there.
Ryan rolls over, with some effort, and grudgingly shifts toward the edge of the bed to plant webbed feet on the floor. --then there's a brief little whine as he draws his knees back up, frowning (almost pouting, really) at the ground.]
But it's warmer here.