Need a hundred lifetimes kinda love
He will definitely be telling her when he gets cold. In fact, he might have to forgo his hot cocoa, just to ensure he doesn't get too cozy. Although he does want to see the whales. Maybe a sudden chill will stir from their flukes as they pass overhead. Sounds like a good story, believable even, not that he thinks that really matters, but it couldn't hurt. Could really ramp it up and bribe Spice for a few frosty breaths at the right time.
Reclaiming his cocoa, he can't help but be a touch skeptical about her eager reassurance. You don't normally get the response of oh that's great to being a virgin, in all the sense of the word that he still is, least of all for guys. Not that he thinks she's lying about it, but he does think she's turned it on specifically to assuage the doubts he didn't mean to just throw out there, not when she's working hard to make everything else perfect. "Yeah, but it's no fun if it's just my firsts," he pushes back, one 'brow cocking with challenge that she'd actually enjoy running around just watching him discover things she already knew. "Like, haven't you already seen starwhales?" He's still here, happy to do this with her, but he's unsure how often she's really going to want to run down a checklist she's already crossed off. She seemed excited about this one, and that made it easy not to let this worry crowd the moment, or it had, until now. He'll keep showing up for the moments as long as it's what she wants to do, he just doesn't want her to pretend for his sake.
Although, the look she's giving him right now is one that creeps slow and sure, moving into something so full and soft it reaches in past the lingering doubts and gives him a slap. Kind, but firm. A reminder that she doesn't just make him glow, but the same could also be said in reverse.
The distraction of the whipped cream is enough to keep him from pressing about the look with a bashful what? Still attempting to get it himself, Spice's trill of assistance is the only lead he gets before she's joined him like the most stunning necklace imaginable. With expert precision that isn't the least bit surprising, she removes the offending whipped cream dollop like his personal savior. His nose wriggles back and forth for a moment after, grin growing against the scrunch of it, racing even faster the moment the sound of Flora's laughter rouses. "Glad to know if I ever have a dessert emergency again I have two heroes I can depend on," and it's spoken with all the assurance that he is definitely someone who's had more than one dessert emergency in his life. He's even of the mind to dip his nose in again, just to give Flora the chance now.
Settling in beside her with his own cup clutched like a heatpack between his hands, Kaisel offers a large finger swipe of whipped cream to Spice while he peers out in readiness at the darkening horizon. "That's a nice revision," he admits with a smile that grows softer on the edges, especially as his gaze is tossed from the sky towards her. He doesn't let his attention stray longer, eager to see the world flick on this special nightlight. "Although if I know the world, it's going to be a bit of both." They might have to make enjoyment out of the wrestling moves they'll unleash on life. He'd gladly hold some peas up to her black eyes though if she'd do the same.
Sipping loudly, trying to pull in enough air to ensure the chocolate doesn't bite back on the way down, he regards the opening scene of twilight (no Bella in this one). "So why does the sky do the auroras, do you know?" He feels like he'd learned it once and promptly forgot it, along with all the fancy names for the different types of clouds. "And why do starwhales like it where it's cold as balls?"
Reclaiming his cocoa, he can't help but be a touch skeptical about her eager reassurance. You don't normally get the response of oh that's great to being a virgin, in all the sense of the word that he still is, least of all for guys. Not that he thinks she's lying about it, but he does think she's turned it on specifically to assuage the doubts he didn't mean to just throw out there, not when she's working hard to make everything else perfect. "Yeah, but it's no fun if it's just my firsts," he pushes back, one 'brow cocking with challenge that she'd actually enjoy running around just watching him discover things she already knew. "Like, haven't you already seen starwhales?" He's still here, happy to do this with her, but he's unsure how often she's really going to want to run down a checklist she's already crossed off. She seemed excited about this one, and that made it easy not to let this worry crowd the moment, or it had, until now. He'll keep showing up for the moments as long as it's what she wants to do, he just doesn't want her to pretend for his sake.
Although, the look she's giving him right now is one that creeps slow and sure, moving into something so full and soft it reaches in past the lingering doubts and gives him a slap. Kind, but firm. A reminder that she doesn't just make him glow, but the same could also be said in reverse.
The distraction of the whipped cream is enough to keep him from pressing about the look with a bashful what? Still attempting to get it himself, Spice's trill of assistance is the only lead he gets before she's joined him like the most stunning necklace imaginable. With expert precision that isn't the least bit surprising, she removes the offending whipped cream dollop like his personal savior. His nose wriggles back and forth for a moment after, grin growing against the scrunch of it, racing even faster the moment the sound of Flora's laughter rouses. "Glad to know if I ever have a dessert emergency again I have two heroes I can depend on," and it's spoken with all the assurance that he is definitely someone who's had more than one dessert emergency in his life. He's even of the mind to dip his nose in again, just to give Flora the chance now.
Settling in beside her with his own cup clutched like a heatpack between his hands, Kaisel offers a large finger swipe of whipped cream to Spice while he peers out in readiness at the darkening horizon. "That's a nice revision," he admits with a smile that grows softer on the edges, especially as his gaze is tossed from the sky towards her. He doesn't let his attention stray longer, eager to see the world flick on this special nightlight. "Although if I know the world, it's going to be a bit of both." They might have to make enjoyment out of the wrestling moves they'll unleash on life. He'd gladly hold some peas up to her black eyes though if she'd do the same.
Sipping loudly, trying to pull in enough air to ensure the chocolate doesn't bite back on the way down, he regards the opening scene of twilight (no Bella in this one). "So why does the sky do the auroras, do you know?" He feels like he'd learned it once and promptly forgot it, along with all the fancy names for the different types of clouds. "And why do starwhales like it where it's cold as balls?"
Kaisel
I could say forever, but forever ain't long enough
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
