Got a spark in your heart so strike it
There's a brief moment where he thinks she's playing up her sarcasm so well that he can't tell the difference. He generally thinks he can spot it well, but he doesn't know Mel nearly well enough to have seen all her ranges, and while he generally considers her less theatrical than Flora (as are most people), everyone can certainly have their dramatic moments. And hey, maybe this is a sign they were becoming even better friends and she felt like she could have these sillier moments with him?
For that period of time, all he does it pause his scrubbing, head turning so slowly towards her it could be considered comical. He levels her with a flat look, a quiet ha ha written on his face. Except, the more he looked at her, and she looked at him, the more it read like genuine surprise in her. He fumbles for a moment, 'brows rising and mouth parting into a silent gawk with his own shock, because they'd been nude when he'd channeled her. Although, according to Flora, that's just an every day part of Torchline so maybe Mel is just as desensitized to it as Flora is, and it had been dark.
He closes his mouth abruptly, a soft smile flaring into place, chasing away the awkwardness with absolute sincerity. "Yeah, she's the best thing to ever happen to me. Like, I'm crazy about her." He laughs faintly, shaking his head at himself as he turns his attention back to mud and decks. "I think she's crazy about me too. Or maybe we're just crazy. Even though it's only been since Leafchange, it feels like it's been forever already. Everything is just, easy with her. Like, natural. You know how you don't really remember learning to breathe or walk? Being in love with her is like that." He could go on, and probably would, but thinking about the monumental love he holds for that woman also leads him to thinking about all the ways he can keep showing it to her. "I should probably start planning her birthday now, actually. Make sure I can do it right." Since, there's been a history of botched events thus far.
He catches himself as he dunks his rag back in the bucket. "You got anyone like that?" he looks her way brightly, hoping she could claim yes, because it's the best feeling to have.
For that period of time, all he does it pause his scrubbing, head turning so slowly towards her it could be considered comical. He levels her with a flat look, a quiet ha ha written on his face. Except, the more he looked at her, and she looked at him, the more it read like genuine surprise in her. He fumbles for a moment, 'brows rising and mouth parting into a silent gawk with his own shock, because they'd been nude when he'd channeled her. Although, according to Flora, that's just an every day part of Torchline so maybe Mel is just as desensitized to it as Flora is, and it had been dark.
He closes his mouth abruptly, a soft smile flaring into place, chasing away the awkwardness with absolute sincerity. "Yeah, she's the best thing to ever happen to me. Like, I'm crazy about her." He laughs faintly, shaking his head at himself as he turns his attention back to mud and decks. "I think she's crazy about me too. Or maybe we're just crazy. Even though it's only been since Leafchange, it feels like it's been forever already. Everything is just, easy with her. Like, natural. You know how you don't really remember learning to breathe or walk? Being in love with her is like that." He could go on, and probably would, but thinking about the monumental love he holds for that woman also leads him to thinking about all the ways he can keep showing it to her. "I should probably start planning her birthday now, actually. Make sure I can do it right." Since, there's been a history of botched events thus far.
He catches himself as he dunks his rag back in the bucket. "You got anyone like that?" he looks her way brightly, hoping she could claim yes, because it's the best feeling to have.
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
