Sohalia is not the only one having a bit of a crisis-realization. Jude has always found his best friend to be a beautiful young woman, but it was more of an objective fact in his opinion than something derived from emotion. At least so he had thought. Because he's realizing he doesn't mind being mistaken for her boyfriend, even if it makes his stomach feel nearly sick with the amount of butterflies suddenly fighting for space inside it.
The removal of her hand feels like a death sentence, and Jude stands frozen and trying to keep a neutral expression that doesn't betray his true emotions as the worker looks over Sohalia's notebook with a keen eye before disappearing to get their settings. It isn't until Sohalia lets her head fall upon his shoulder that he can breathe again, though it's a stuttering thing filled with relief. His fingers find hers at their hips, hooking just their forefingers together. He has no idea what to say to explain himself - if any explanation would even suffice - so he lapses into silence until the jeweler returns with their settings.
"So here are the studs and hoops, and here are the dangles. How do they look?" Clearly confident in the quality, he nonetheless slides them over for Jude and Sohalia to inspect. Jude does so first, picking up his pair and giving them a quick once-over. Given how simple his are, he has no issue setting them back on the table, satisfied. "H-How long to put the rubies in?" His voice wavers slightly, but considering he normally doesn't speak at all when Sohalia can take the lead for him, it's a win in his book. "About thirty minutes. Easy peasy." Jude looks to Sohalia, lifting a brow. "Should we get breakfast then?" A mere murmur, though he doesn't truly care if the jeweler overhears.
The removal of her hand feels like a death sentence, and Jude stands frozen and trying to keep a neutral expression that doesn't betray his true emotions as the worker looks over Sohalia's notebook with a keen eye before disappearing to get their settings. It isn't until Sohalia lets her head fall upon his shoulder that he can breathe again, though it's a stuttering thing filled with relief. His fingers find hers at their hips, hooking just their forefingers together. He has no idea what to say to explain himself - if any explanation would even suffice - so he lapses into silence until the jeweler returns with their settings.
"So here are the studs and hoops, and here are the dangles. How do they look?" Clearly confident in the quality, he nonetheless slides them over for Jude and Sohalia to inspect. Jude does so first, picking up his pair and giving them a quick once-over. Given how simple his are, he has no issue setting them back on the table, satisfied. "H-How long to put the rubies in?" His voice wavers slightly, but considering he normally doesn't speak at all when Sohalia can take the lead for him, it's a win in his book. "About thirty minutes. Easy peasy." Jude looks to Sohalia, lifting a brow. "Should we get breakfast then?" A mere murmur, though he doesn't truly care if the jeweler overhears.
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