behemoth, meet the opposition

[mrglam]

Sadde doesn't seem quite able to focus on homework at the moment. He's fidgeting, and sometimes stares off into space for long periods of time before James has to snap him out of it.

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[thinkering]

"I just don't know, it's clear you'll say anything at this point."

[mrglam]

He flops back onto the bed. "Uuuugghhhh you wiiiinnn you're the best at verbal jousting now can we kiiiissssss?"

[thinkering]

"Yeah, okay."

Click goes her helmet.

[mrglam]

Blink. That actually worked?

...he is not questioning it this time, he has Learned A Lesson. He beams and- well is she coming to him or is he coming to her, what's the logistics of it? He floats and extends his arms for a hug because that seems best.

[thinkering]

Hug!

Smooch.

[mrglam]

Smooch!

...he is actually kissing Lorica he is not sure his blood-deprived brain can handle that except yes it can so much smooch.

[thinkering]

Giggle.

[mrglam]

"Why did you never tell me you were gorgeous."

[thinkering]

"I don't usually think about it? I just go 'oh, yep, that's my face.'"

[mrglam]

"It is a very good face, definitely meant for kissing." And he should show her that.

[thinkering]

Kisses!

[mrglam]

Yayyy kisses!

"...um, has a bot told people I'm okay and stuff?"

[thinkering]

"You're fine, you're recuperating, I administered the various things you ate, people know that."

[mrglam]

"Oh. Okay. Good."

More kisses! Sadde is good at those.

[thinkering]

Lorica is inexpert and a little tentative, but not, like, bad, or anything.

[mrglam]

Well, there is a very easy way to solve inexpertise, namely: continued kisses.

[thinkering]

No objections here.

[mrglam]

He's very glad her reluctance is gone, then.

[thinkering]

It wore out its welcome.

Kisses!

[mrglam]

Kisses!

After some time kissing: "Sssooo..."

[thinkering]

"A needle pulling thread."

[mrglam]

He sporfles. "Don't get me started on musicals or we'll be here all night!"

[thinkering]

"If I had my helmet on the bot would feed me something topical for that but I don't actually know that many musicals. So, what?"

[mrglam]

"So," he repeats, "now what?"

[thinkering]

"Uh, the Nazis all got away or I would have been engaging them instead of kissing you cute faces or no cute faces, the robot's running all necessary coordinative interference for aftermath and if it needs help my helmet will bleep... you should probably eat something again soon and drink more water, I guess... what do you mean now what?"