"If you're sure." His smile is a little uncertain still, but she wouldn't like about that, right? "What? No! No, why wouldn't I want to do everything for you? Don't say things like that, Chloe. I don't want to be kept. I want us to take care of each other." Things like this need to be brought into the open, talked about and explained and agreed upon. He doesn't want secrets or having things withheld to spare feelings. He's her friend, and he thinks even a little more than that, but he also wants to be her confidante, someone she can trust with anything. His smile turns softer as she considers him.
"I could do with a suit. I miss wearing ties." It's true. The tie he wore with his Cyberlife suit was not a part of the uniform; he'd added it himself because he thought it made him look more professional, and no one in the lab had objected.
"You have it here?" His eyes roam over her, and while normally he might feel self-conscious to be so obvious, his intentions this one time are more innocent, even child-like. She got him a gift, and she has it with her? He can feel his thirium pump speeding up with excitement, but he forces it back into a normal rhythm. After they've finished skating, of course. Which is another sort of excitement altogether.
"When we get back, maybe we can exchange gifts?" He feels warm again, the flush of happiness and the idea of taking part in a holiday tradition making him feel light on his feet. With a small huff of a laugh, he strikes out his leg to start gliding over the ice again, pulling her along with him as they circle the rink.
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"I could do with a suit. I miss wearing ties." It's true. The tie he wore with his Cyberlife suit was not a part of the uniform; he'd added it himself because he thought it made him look more professional, and no one in the lab had objected.
"You have it here?" His eyes roam over her, and while normally he might feel self-conscious to be so obvious, his intentions this one time are more innocent, even child-like. She got him a gift, and she has it with her? He can feel his thirium pump speeding up with excitement, but he forces it back into a normal rhythm. After they've finished skating, of course. Which is another sort of excitement altogether.
"When we get back, maybe we can exchange gifts?" He feels warm again, the flush of happiness and the idea of taking part in a holiday tradition making him feel light on his feet. With a small huff of a laugh, he strikes out his leg to start gliding over the ice again, pulling her along with him as they circle the rink.